This is it. This is what they use on me. Do you hear? They cut. They put transmission, mechanical white demons in limestone cliffs. Gamma rays from inside here. This is what they use. This is what they use on me. Just cut the music. Just cut. Cut music. Just end this. End this inferno now. End it. I'm trying to talk. I'm so angry. I had horrible nightmare last night, in the morning in fact, about the Battle of Rome in the future. In the year 2028, I had nightmare about lesbian divisions closing in on City of Rome. I'm in flame of passion today about this Pope Frankist. That's right, the ex-bouncer from Buenos Aires impersonating the Bishop of Rome. Do you want me to tell you what guys who are bouncers in Buenos Aires who become Jesuits

are like, like Bergoglio, the so-called Francist, but you want me to tell you what goes on in some of those clubs, in the back rooms. Oh, but here the journalists spew Russian words. They pretend they've known their whole lives, like Kompromat. Do you want to see Kompromat, John Schindler 20 Committee? Do you want to see the gangster core of our sick spookrun world? There it is, Pope Frankis. Look into his background. Look into his legal problems while he was bishop in Argentina. I am sick of these Pharisee, so-called online traditional Catholics, trad-cath. They are mostly not real Catholics. Most are like this spook Pope Sisi. Recent converts from whatever, most normal Catholics I know, despise them. It used to be called ultramontanism, this is the mask they put on now.

But now this potpourri isn't even about Catholicism anymore. It's a thin veneer for so-called Christian Marxism. Christian Marxism, one of the inventions of the benighted third world intelligentsia from Latin America and unfortunately, very possibly, one of the paths that mankind will take straight to the Promised Land, the Escaton, the eternal latrine at the end of history. Let me tell you the nightmare I had this morning. I'm so angry about this today, they will get their African Pope, you know, all these guys just salivate over Africa and wanting an African Pope, right? Well this is what I dreamt, my nightmare, I dreamt they'll get it. It was 2028, and Pope Frankist installs a black pope as his successor only, it's not Cardinal Serra.

Like all these online federal Catholics like Adrian Vermula claim they're hoping for. Cardinal Serra, by the way, Vermula, are you listening? He would be the first to declare you a freak and excommunicate you and put your fingers in a vice if he could, Vermula, that's what Cardinal Serra as Pope would do to you. But no, the Argentine nightclub bouncer will install some liberation theology black activist so they get their African after all or perhaps a Tamil, a Tamil tiger, I don't know. It's all biological warfare in either case and get this, this was the climax of my nightmare. It's 2028, and Gamela Harris is the General Secretary and Chairman, Central Committee Chairman of the Transgender Commune Running America, and there's a conflict, you see.

I dreamt a huge war based around Rome, like the Taliban, Gamela Harris, or perhaps not like Taliban, like Nikki Haley, who tore down statues in South Carolina. What grace she shows for the Americans who accepted her as an immigrant erasing their history, yes? But just like that, Gamela Harris sends in the military to wipe out history, to edit statues, to destroy texts. And I dreamt, however, that Rome is saved in the end. I dreamt this, that Rome is saved. When the African pope calls on Latino, Mexican, Guatimalan gangbangers to come in and defend the Rome and they succeed. They just wipe out. They totally annihilate the American bull dyke paratrooper liquidation squads sent by Gamela Harris. They get destroyed

by Latino gang bangers run by the black Pope. This is how Rome and the Vatican and its treasures are saved in our day. This was my dream this morning, a fitting end of our time. Be right back stay tuned for end of show by the way I have a special communique from Jordan Peterson just amazing intellectual disputes today political intellectual disputes I mean is just a thin cover for a kind of ethnic politics and even worse a kind of psychosexual fixation politics Maybe it was always so, but as the human material becomes ever more disgenic, the veneer of high-mindedness disappears entirely. You all know about the observation, attributed to a Lebanese politician, I believe, but also to others, that in an ethnically mixed society, all political life devolves to ethnic loyalties,

tribalism, all higher political ideals or attachment to principles disappears as the pressure to identify with your tribe becomes too great. And this is so, and is becoming increasingly the case in America, of course, but even where you have before our current waves of human biomass, I mean, washing over from Bangladesh and Guatemala, even before this, just if you put different types of Europeans together, you get something quite similar. It's more couched, maybe in the language of high ideals, but is the same. FDR and the New Deal politics of Democrats, for example, wouldn't have been possible without the ethnic non-Vois whites, the Irish, the Italians, the Jews, and quite a few others of the so-called Ellis Island fraternity, who resented WASP rule. This was FDR's social base.

He was a communist, by the way, but, okay, ethnics, in other words, are criminals. Ethnics are criminals. Many ideologies of that time, of the 1950s and before, were a thin cover for ethnic or or sexual politics of a sort. The bad conscience the Irish or the Jews or others like this had in the face of WASP society and WASP culture of civility, their inability to fully assimilate to this or their unwillingness to do so was all, you could say, sublimated in various kinds of political or intellectual movements. in this read John Murray Cudahy, his great book, The Ordeal of Civility. The difficulty of marginal peoples in assimilating peoples who came late to modernity, their difficulty in assimilating to a culture of modernity like the Vasp, and their creative

ways of apologising for inability or unwillingness to become civilised, like, you know, many Many of them just resent the Anglo and the Boas because he forced their ancestors to eat with a fork and knife, to not crap standing on the edges of the toilet and other such things, or to knock at the door before you go in. It's a huge oppression, you see. So they came up with all these convoluted theories, like Freudianism, to apologize in a sense for ugliness, or at least ugliness in manner. She has another book, John Murray Cudahy, has another book called No Offence, a Great Achievement. This book, No Offence, read it, in which he explains the equivalent phenomenon of people like James Comey or Clapper or some of these other types who we see populate the security

establishment of America today, Midwesterners with a bad conscience about their background who are trying to join the East Coast elite, and they're morally loaded strategy for doing so. Niebuhr, the so-called thinker Niebuhr, this is their great cover for this social project, which is why you see bumpkins like James Comey and such, they just love Niebuhr. Obama loved him too. Niebuhr, the philosopher of the country Parvenu, hungry for power and approval. And this brings me to this kind of fake online potpourri I mentioned, by which by the way I mean no offense to genuine Catholics who from my experience again despise it as well. But I'm so, so tired of what this is really for many, this promotion of potpourri as a social weapon online mainly.

Because when used as a social weapon, it's used as Iran against WASP society once again. And one of the most toxic ways in which it's become weaponized, along surely with other religions or reductions of religions, is by meds against the WASP. That's right, by Mediterranean looking people, or specifically short, nebbish looking or hairy Mediterranean guys, think hairy Calabrian or Apulian, Mediterranean men in particular as part of a kind of social and sexual warfare against blonde males. It's a way, too, by the way, when it's promoted by converts like Ross Dowsett, it's the same way. These are converts from Protestantism, so you might wonder why. But they have the same motivation. I will explain it another time because it's with a meaning even darker and more fucked

up than what I've been talking about. But let's leave that for later. Sexual obsession is a hell of a thing. Which brings me to the topic of this show finally. It's a great question. What did the ancient Greeks and the Romans look like? What did they look like? What did the ancient Greeks look like? And why is this question even so fretted about now? I may make a disclaimer about this topic regarding myself. I love it when some online thoughts, in particular Alessandra Bocchi, for example, or whoever, others too, thoughts with intellectual pretensions, accuse me of being a nardecist, this word. They love to throw this word around. Others do also at National Review and elsewhere. I've been accused at least twice until now of being a quote unquote Nordicist.

Some go so far to claim I only post the physiques of Nordic bodybuilders. My Twitter account, for those of you who know it, could however well be considered a Pietro Bozzelli appreciation account or a public relations campaign for this Italian male model Pietro Bozzelli. What the hell? How can such people claim I have something against mediterraneans as such? Of course it could be argued that in facial structure and things of this sort, that as a man from Veneto, from the north of Italy, that Pietro Bozzelli is Nordic or something like this. But he's very much Italian and he's not the only one I've posted. Now Leonardo da Vinci, that is Nordic, yes, you can look at his face. But anyway, I hardly only post Nordic bodybuilders, many such others, including many Brazilian

male models who I've tried to entice female journalists with. Men who might have an admixture of who knows what, you never really know. I mean, however, the Portuguese themselves are often quite dark. And many times when you think there's a mix in a Brazilian, there is not. Dilma Rousseff, the crooked ex-president of Brazil, you might think she's mixed with something non-European, for example, but actually she's a half-Bulgarian commie pinko, half-Bulgarian her father, and the other half, I think, is pure Portuguese. So many nice grandmothers in the Balkans look exactly the same as her. The real Goblinos, they look quite different, there's a kind of slope to the forehead and And now they've discovered, I believe, australoid blood in the Brazilian jungles. Very interesting.

I love, by the way, the cannibal tupis, the tribesmen, the tribe, the tribe, the cannibal tupis in the jungle. And I have, well, you could say a nightmare, but quite a pleasant nightmare, that the tribe of literal Amazon tupi girls capture me and make me, they make a fist out of me, if you know. Anyway, the point is I'm hardly a disrespecter of the Mediterranean people or even of tropical peoples. And I choose willingly to live in a tropical place and have long done so because I found life in America, how would you put, intolerable and heavy and full of dread. So you know the phrase, vote with your feet. These people who attack me as a racist, they all say they will run off to Canada or New New Zealand if the tyrant Drumpf wins again.

But would never dare live in the places I already am living, beyond perhaps, well, they would maybe go to a war resort or some such. Some have already tried this. This isn't to say, by the way, that I'm not a racist. Because I am. And proudly so. I'm racist, if you want to use this word. Because I'm not a religious fanatic who denies nature. And the brown friends I have, they're racists too, and that's all very normal. It's the basis for normal camaraderie and humor. What's annoying is, well you all know what is annoying, the preachy hypocrisy of these supposed anti-racists, who live in almost all white communities, who fantasize about white-opias like New Zealand, and think they're redeemed by having one or two high-case subcontinentals

in their social group, or especially this following is their great redemption. They think, they redeem themselves by fighting a great war against powerless and downscale wights who go to Walmart and so on. You know the phenomenon, I don't need to dwell on this. It's closely allied with another, which is the extreme ethnic self-regard of such people. I will talk about this next, because it has direct bearing on the ancient Greek question, the ancient Greek looks question. Ethnic self-regard of this community center kind disgusts me, honestly it does. I'm not even being ironic at all, I grew up entirely without any of this and I was shocked to find out much later how strongly people identified with some group or other in a kind

of narcissist sense, not like in a casual sense you find in countries that are actually confident of their history, like Japan. I'm the real universalist, sorry, it's hopeless, I'm hopeless then, yes, I'm a real universalist. But this ethnic self-regard exists in all social classes. I am just so, so tired of you get a Greek diner owner with a photograph of the Acropolis on the wall who names his son Achilles or Agamemnon or something like this. And they think there is a direct line from the blood of Olympus to his gyro and pizza joint. This is right, yes? If Achilles were born today, he'd serve you pre-made pizza crust whose fromaldehyde-flavored gyro shavings on top. But a similar attitude exists among those who think themselves the elite. Some elite, right? Though in a normal world,

they would be handling out pickles in a diner as well. Take, for example, the low IQ Jonah Goldberg, a guy who, never forget this, but I mean, look at the guy's face, But never forget, he said the political thinker Joseph the maestre was left-wing because he didn't support the universalism of the French Revolution. This is what Jonah Goldberg actually believes. There's your intellectual conservative movement elite for you. Charles Murray, who I otherwise like, thinks the guy's really smart. So what does that say? He's there because of his mum. It's nepotism like turtles all the way down. But this guy was going around being a snide nebbish and talking down to guys interested in Thor or Nordic mythology. Many of them are 16 years old, but they're interested in these things, whatever.

He was talking about kitsch-Nordicism. Kitsch-Nordicism they say, they repeat this word Nordicism. They want to condemn the kitsch-nordicism of the supposed alt-right. So this is their attitude, not just him, but other meds too, other Mediterranean supremacists, including some, again, weirdo Italian chick who's been sent to modulate nationalism and who again thinks that there is a direct line from Julius Caesar to her noble ambition to become a journalist. They all talk about kitsch-nordicism, which is all good if they at least had some self-awareness of their own. After all, there is something funny about people going in the woods, painting runes and pretending to worship Wotan, putting dung on their faces, if they're authentic. I've mocked this in the past. I've mocked it myself.

But just the same, on the other side, there's kitsch-mediterraneanism. Mediterranean supremacism. I am tired of the med-supremacists and the other off-white ethnic supremacists. Off-white ethnic supremacism. It's a real thing. When they try to talk up, for example, the golems, the whole desultory fiddler-on-the-roof world, the whole backward life of the shtetl, glorified. When they try to romanticize it on TV, on television or in their lives, that too is kitsch. There's often no direct cultural line from that world to the normal suburban one they grew up in. In other words, they too are just feeling around in the dark for something, something to make them feel good about their collective identity, some historical anchor to feel proud about.

Just like, it's exactly like the Greek Giro master in the diner, naming his kid Odysseus. But in America, you know, all ethnic groups, they lose their edge and become less than what they were. Just compare Irving Kristol to his weak issue. Just compare Trotsky to both of them. From hardened cunning revolutionary to obese middle IQ salesman with a dime store wasp impersonation act. This is all kitsch as well. If you go to Europe, these people don't know. They just don't even know this. They're ignorant. But there actually are plenty of pagan and, yes, Nordic pagan rituals that have survived in pockets here and there. No question about this. These things exist. Uninterrupted line. You go to Latvia and it's full of that kind of thing. And even Germany was full of it.

Ironically, it was World War II that ended all that line in Germany. Old men knew where certain things were buried, but now all is forgotten in Germany. But many times you go to small mountain villages in East Europe, still today, and the locals, believe me, are well aware that the Christian reinterpretation of these rituals, the Midsummer Day ones, for example, they're well aware that's just a veneer and they continue to believe also in ghosts and spirits, an uninterrupted line of such belief, in fact. So that's actually something ancient and primal that survived. It's not artificial. You want authentic? Go late at night. On some nights, they eat, how do I put this, in some places that you don't know about, very few men who have been initiated, they eat something out of the ground.

It gives hallucinations. And then they pass around a vat of their own urine to enhance the hallucinogenic effect to prolong it. This, as they say, is the real trad life. But what do you expect? Do you know the Balts, the Lithuanians, and so on? They were only converted very late, 1300s, 1400s. That's about the time the Americas were discovered. Very late. Latvians in Croatia, pagan pirates, fearsome, they were only converted also in the 1300s. The Mari in the forests of Russia, Finnic forest peoples, the Mari, formerly called the Cherimis. They, I believe, were only converted in the 18th century, and not willingly, they never really converted. They always kept their own beliefs and rituals. They worshiped trees, and they have now dropped all pretense of Christianity.

I hardly mean to say this is the rule for Western Europe, but the perseverance of Nordic or European paganism is far more genuine in some cases than the rather kitsch ethnic self-glorification of American white ethnics, of the anti-WASPs, of the anti-Nordics. I once met an ethnic German woman, this is in Europe now, in a small old German town, a hill town in Eastern Europe, full of Germans. And she told me, she knew nothing about me, by the way, but she trusted me. People do that. She was entranced by the power in my eye. She confided in me. She told me that not far in the mountains there was a village of people, all of them, over six feet tall, all very blonde. And she said, they call themselves Goths. They say we are the people of God. I believe it. I believe it too.

And I want to go back and search for this. It's an interesting question. In many cases, even the cleavages within Christendom and Europe in Christendom that you see now have much older origins. I hardly doubt the Cathars, you know, the Cathars, I doubt they were merely Manichean Christians. More likely there was a pagan substrate where these beliefs found fertile soil. These are the Albigensians. It's also the same reason that Iran has been the engine of heresy in Islam. One heresy after another was born there. Bábism, Baha'i, one after another. You look at Bosnia, you see, well, yes, it's a Muslim pocket in Europe. So why is that? Were the locals really so much more convinced by the truth and justice of Islam as a faith in that particular pocket of Europe?

Well, but if you look before that, if you look at Bosnia and that area before Islam, they were heretics before them too. They were paterines and other strange things even before that. And it's because the nobles in that area, for reasons that have to do with other things entirely, they always wanted to be different and to be independent from their neighbors. So no, the past persists in strange ways you may not expect. And I'm just so tired of righteous Mediterranean supremacists trying to claim antiquity as somehow their own by continuity of blood, although, of course, they would never put it that way. And, of course, although that is entirely false. Or using Catholicism of a kind or other religions as a proxy for this. No Nassim Taleb, no Paul Scalas.

The ancient Greeks and Romans did not look like you. They didn't run a gyrostand, they didn't run a rug store. Or at least, not the ones we read about and respect and admire today. At most, they look like Pietro Bozzelli. One point in around, I think, 200 BC, an invasion of Athens by a Celtic tribe and the Athenians ran away. There's no record of them ever returning. Who knows by that point how many of the original Athenians there were anyway. But the point is, the people there now aren't the same ones who were there in ancient times. That's the fantasy of ethnic narcissists and also ethnic fetishists. What is an ethnic fetishist? Well, Camille Paglia mentions a very interesting essay. She has junk bonds in corporate radars, Academy in the Hour of the Wolf, I highly recommend.

But it's this academic she makes fun of. At the beginning of a book, supposedly on the classics, he starts to talk about his summer travel to Greece and how he attended a gay pride rally. And then he went back to his hotel room. This is in, by the way, a major academic and respected publication, okay? So this esteemed professor of the classics talks about how he took some Greek Lloyd faggot to his hotel room and that guy made a, quote unquote, a knife-like cutting gesture towards his crotch, okay? This is what the great elite academic took to be the essence of the Mediterranean spirit that supposedly stuffy, awkward Americans just don't get. A clear line, you see, from Plato's symposium to some gesture made by his grinder, Hockamp. This is what academics, by the way, actually believe.

This is no small guy. He was being elevated to the leadership of the classics profession. That's why Paglia targeted him for mockery. Paglia, of course, points out, you know, There was such a thing called the Ottoman Empire for 500 years in between, in the middle, and many other things besides. And she adds that actually, Nordics and North Atlantic mindset, NATO mindset, might be very good for understanding the Apollonian rights of antiquity, for example, both being animated by the same spirit. I believe this is so, I agree. and extends to the biological that is its ground and root. At least from both Rome and Greece the evidence is plentiful that the upper classes were not only white, but distinguished from the specifically dark aborigines.

And in this case dark is to be understood not as in African or even Middle Eastern of course, but dark hair and dark eyes. Which is to say the upper classes of the Greeks and Romans were quite clearly blonde, or redheads, or at the very least tawny-haired and certainly light-eyed. If you're curious about a plentiful textual evidence, it's all compiled by a scholar whose name is John Day, and he has a long book about this, documenting, for example, how almost all the early Roman emperors who were from the patrician class. They had light colored hair and eyes. Octavian, the first emperor, he was blond and blue eyed. But the textual evidence is plentiful for anyone who's read it for pleasure. It might take another show in the future to cover it fully.

And the only way you can deny it is if it gnaws at you, if you have to invent convoluted coping delusions to get around it because it bothers you somehow. Well, let's look at some of it. Starting with Italy, Nietzsche, as well, mentions one particular phrase used at crucial point by a Roman. He said, hick niger est, hick niger est, some word. Sorry, I cannot pronounce it in a different way here. You can imagine why. It means something like, there is a blackie. But he says it refers to the aboriginal, dark, dark haired native of the Italian peninsula, against which the Roman patricians, the invading Aryans, distinguished themselves. Even the word for bad, malus, might be related to the word for dark. I've had similar experience, by the way, in Argentina. I was in a cab and the driver,

Yes, this is Thomas Friedman's story right here, but the cab driver, a very nice, elegant old man, parted hair, parted blonde hair, but he was old, in 50s or 60s. He was referring to the unfortunate fate of his country, saying, we are all dominated by the blacks here. He used another word, but you know, this is a family show. I can't repeat it. So I ask, what blacks? I don't see blacks in this country. And he says, by the morochos, we are dominated by the dark haired, by the blackheads. They had a word for it in Argentina, la negrada, for the mess of the dark that had basically turned his country into a shithole already after the 1950s. They all know what's going on. The whites there have been almost entirely turned into pay pigs.

But you know, even before this, and quite aside from the issue of the aborigines of the Italian peninsula, Rome imported, after this, not before, I'm sorry, Rome imported so many slaves from Libya and Syria, their economy ran on it. These were people with no foreheads, okay? They were called terrones. Can I hear rumors? Well, some Spaniards told me that it was these particular terrones from Italy, the slave stock descendants, who ended up immigrating to Argentina early in 20th century. And they're the ones apparently responsible for turning it from one of the richest nations in the world. It was, I believe, in top 10 in early 20th century to what it is now. I'm sorry to say this. I actually have many Italian friends from there. Not a lot like that.

I mean no offense, I just repeat what I hear. But I have no doubt that at least Pope Frankist, Pope Faggot himself, is a direct, pure, unmixed descendant of ancient Libyan slave stock that was imported to Rome. That he comes from a long line of latrine washers and petty pimps and procurers. and that all of his being and spirit now reflects this terrible atavism. He has returned to Rome in all his glory to take vengeance on the white man. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I just tell it how I hear it. Problem? In Greece, the blondism, the blonde Greeks, you know, that's even clearer. Much clearer case of upper classes of ancient Greeks being blonde. You start just with the fact that almost all their great heroes and gods are blonde or red-haired.

Achilles, Apollo, Aphrodite, Menelaus, so on for many others. Of course, you hear many cope arguments against this. These are, we are told, idealizations, and this often comes from the same people who claim that the physiques of the ancient Greek statues are also idealizations. and impossible, as if you can't go to a beach or gym and see physics at that level of perfection or even better today. There are these same people who have seizures when Trump says he's chosen, when he seeks to colonize the Arctic or Mars or merely challenge China trade supremacy or do anything to reach beyond. This because you're arguing here with the worshippers of eternal everydayness. Meek souls who hate anything that throws light on how small they are. The Clothmouths.

These are the Clothmouths who push the dad bod trend, for example. These are the myopic, red people who want us all crushed under the others of the Earth Mother. But, they point out to you, see, the Indians, the Hindus, they believed in blue-skinned elephant gods and such. This another argument they use. Well, that obviously doesn't exist. It's idealization fantasy, blue-skinned elephant god. Yes, this is true. But blonde hair and blue eyes isn't exactly alien blue skin. It exists. And peoples do not generally idealize other peoples, or especially their neighbors. For example, no one denies that the Thracians, who live roughly present-day Bulgaria and a little bit south in the ancient world, they were redheads, no one denies this.

So why would the Greeks, the ancient Greeks, idealize their own gods to look like their neighbors, who they somewhat look down on in historical times. Why would the Greeks choose to idealize Western or Scythian barbarians? They imported Scythians as policemen, in essence. Why would you make your gods have that same blonde hair as your imported policemen? The obvious explanation is that their gods and heroes, which is to say their great ancestors and kings, had blonde hair and blue eyes. But then you hear another cope argument. They say the words for colors are confused, that they didn't mean what they think we do. There's some truth to this. There's something weird there, for sure. Greek terms for color aren't exactly like modern words. But you know, at times, they don't just

use a word that can maybe be disputed in ancient Greek texts. but they say, for example, Achilles had a golden hair akin to fire and such things. So unless they saw fire a different way, then I don't know. Or unless they saw gold as a different color. Because some poets say that too, they mention gold, golden hair. But they do the same thing. This is the Claude mouse now, they do the same thing with the Rig Vedas in Sanskrit, very absurdly. The Rigvedas, the most ancient holy Sanskrit Hindu texts, they claim that the Dasa, who are the dark aborigines that the Aryans came to subdue. They say, you know, Aryan Indra, the god he comes, he destroys their cities one after the other. But people say the references to the darkness of the Dasa is merely a spiritual analogy,

Metaphor and refers to a spiritual struggle between light and darkness But then when you point out to them that there are specific lines For dark skin in the Rig Veda for example like the following who blows away with Supernatural might from the earth and from the heavens the swarthy skin that Indra hates Okay, that's from the Rig Vela. So what do they say? What can they say to that? Well, they will always come up with reasons even here. Of course, that's backwards. The hierarchical, biological difference and struggle was transposed into a spiritual one, not the other way around. Pindar, ancient Greek poet, makes open mention that a race of the Greeks, the Danaians, were golden haired. But there are many, many other such cases. See, Alkman, for example, the Dorians,

were almost surely as blond as can be. These are the same people that the Spartans and many others are descended from. But the original Dorians, the ones who came from the north, were blond, as blond as can be, same as their great god, the wolf god, Apollo. And the Spartans were a fascist race of fascist, muscular, blonde men who all looked like Dolph Lundgren or like Paul Walker or, you know, like Max von Sydow, this actor, but on a bodybuilding course. This is indisputable. Muscular, these like aesthetic physics created very powerful fascist surfers of the Peloponnese. And like my friend, second city bureaucrat says, imagine thinking that Mediterranean's would even be capable of Spartan autism. There's also the cultural element.

You see, the institutional element that proves all of this. Mediterranean's are not capable of Spartan autism of that kind. It's very obvious that's a Norwegian-like trait. It's very obvious they were blonde bodybuilders. Never argue with me. Go to break. Go immediately to break. Now what did I mean? The Greeks saw Socrates as refuted by his ugliness. And indeed he was ugly because he was not of Plato's patrician blond stock, but because he was a Pelasgian. These were the dark head aborigines of ancient Greece. The Pelasgians, the Lemnians. I mean look at the statue, a bust of the guy. like Judge Napolitano. You can't ever turn your back on a guy with a forehead like Judge Napolitano. They have a stiletto up their sleeves, or worse, they'll take a toilet plunger to you.

Now, there was a review of my work recently, a very intelligent review I will address in writing another time by Mike Anton, who rightly said that I want to overturn the Socratic severing of the beautiful and the good, and that I want to go back to the older understanding, the archaic Greek understanding of the two as united, the beautiful and the good. But you look at the picture of this Socrates, can you wonder why he wanted to sever the idea of the beautiful from the good? Is there any wonder why older feminists, for example, want to criminalize relations between, say, a 30-something-year-old guy and a 20-something girl? I mean, feminism, I've heard rightly described as cartel behavior by older women to preserve their sexual worth or their perceptions of their sexual worth.

And therefore they want to criminalize relations between older or men their age and slightly younger women. How many articles do you see lately that amount to its supremacism if you don't have sex with me? Well, this is the same thing that I've talked about all this show. I mean, if your nation looks and acts like George Costanza or Woody Allen, many such will have an extreme needle in their spirits over being out-competed their whole youth. If your opponents look and act like Robert Redford or Dolph Lundgren. And there's the hatred of Nordicism. There is the hatred of Nordicism. That's what it means. Of the 80s movie Bully, the hatred of the 80s movie Bully, it's a common place to point out who wrote these characters, who cast these movies, who had such huge chip on shoulder

about the athletic blonde male. I mean, you grow up around that, and it's a terminal-level event. If you're a Woody Allen or on the other side, if you're a Paul Jammati, the blonde athletic guy is a terminal-level event for you in terms of sexual competition, and not only sexual competition and our politics. Since then, our cultural politics is one long, depressing revenge story about these people's sexual problems. If you deny this, you don't know these people, but I do. They confided in me. People have a tendency to do that, at least when they knew me, but you can understand Socrates, the same way, won long revenge fantasy against the Greek nobility. Not that it doesn't have redeeming and other qualities too, but it's a Pelasgian culture of critique against Arian supremacy.

He was questioning, you see, Socrates was questioning a blonde patrician privilege. He was questioning, you're prejudiced. That's all it is. And that, after all, is all I've been talking about today. This isn't something I can cover in one show. There will be part two another time. But the textual evidence for this, very plentiful, the physical visual evidence too, by the way. Some of these statues, academic fools, were complaining that they were falsely seen as white. This is the ancient Greek statues, the marbles that we see today. Because the paint was washed off, and they claim these academic maroons, like a face bark sister, they claim this leads to misunderstandings. But then you look at the painting, the analysis, I mean, of the paint residues on some of those

ancient Greek statues, and its blonde hair and blue eyes. But if you want to see the secret history, go read Nietzsche's Genealogy of Morals, Essay 1, Section 5. You see there what it's about. The French Revolution, too, was a racial revolt, a slave racial revolution. Gobineau points out most of France is pre-Aryan. Every problem of political life, every aristocracy in history, pretty much, it's one biological caste ruling over another subordinate one. There are almost no exceptions to this. Nietzsche says, for sure, the ancient cult was absolutely blonde, but the ancient Greek as well. And now, after 1917, we live in the ongoing and never-ending aboriginal revolution. The great atavism of pre-Aryan longhouse, of slum life.

This is the secret, believe me, even to spiritual phenomena inside particular individuals. you, the pre-Aryan inside you, the Neolithic manlet, the Neolithic humus quaffing manlet inside you, the mother goddess worshipper inside you, is responsible for inducing torpor and masturbation and many other bad things in you. Then you have to learn to subdue this creature, at least until we can re-breed the ancient Atlantic race with my positive eugenics program. You have to learn to make the lower submit to the higher even inside you, in blood, biologically inside you. They enjoy different things. Learn to recognize them. Until next time, Bap out.