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How come people are so horrible?

Written: 2021-09-17
Addition: 2021-09-17

I already wrote about how horrible the internet is here and here. There can be no doubt that mentally, I am not the only one whose suffering increased a lot because of the trite trash people are forcing down your throat.

And they do force it: for example, I read Vox Day because of his views on politics, history and, especially, immigration back in 2016-17. I do not care at all about his lewd and disgusting views on sexuality or marriage.

It is even worse given that they are Christians! As if the shallow rhetoric of your average Christian isn’t worse enough, so-called Christians still proud of their vulgar and deranged past lifestyle have resulted in my mental health going down fast. This seems to get ignored too often: mental health is just as important as physical health.

I can read Holy Scripture and, even if some verses are not to my liking, not feel upset about it. It is, after all, God’s word and I have to accept it. The trouble begins with theology and shallow viewpoints disguised as “philosophy”; of which the worst exists today.

Our age’s sex obsession really pollutes everything. Even those talking about fine minds like Joseph de Maistre can’t let go of shoving their sex addiction down our throats. I am not naming anyone here, but the person in question cannot even correctly pronounce de Maistre, yet is of such an arrogance it boggles the mind.

As a result, I do not follow anyone anymore: no blogs, no livestreams — nothing. I am no longer subscribed to periodicals either. Quality is too low, most content way too vulgar and therefore upsetting.

How one sees man’s sexual nature determines a thinker’s depth. Kierkegaard knew.
Those who praise it or see no problem with our origins are worthless as thinkers and ought to keep their mouths shut.

Schopenhauer thought the reason so many people are intellectually, morally or physically deficient is because most parents marry not out of love but for money, status or other reasons.
This cannot be true, though, since nowadays, no one is forced to marry at all anymore anyway. People just act on their base desires — often calling it “love” even! —, living life like beasts.

Yet humanity got worse still. Or are there any Shakespeares or Goethes around?


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The best that came out of all this is my conversion experience. Vox Day got me to consider Christ by looking deeper into the problem of evil and I became a Christian. Had that not happened, I would have tried to commit suicide again — I survived a hanging attempt in my early twenties.

While I no longer suffer from sheer meaninglessness, it is not at all clear either what kind of purpose our individual existence has from a Christian standpoint; or why I was born as a genetically inferior social outcast.

Certainly, my mental suffering did not necessarily decrease, for this world still is, after all, utter dung. And if today’s vulgarity weren’t bad enough already, one is forced to put up with all the conflicts in today’s Churches and among Christians, including the shallow and tacky — or “specious”, as Andy Nowicki rightly calls it in his Confessions of a Would-Be Wanker — theology they try to force you to accept.


Quoting Nicolás Gómez Dávila, whom I can read again and again without getting upset:

The modern world will not be punished.
It is the punishment.

The people with whom we speak every day and our favorite authors cannot belong to the same zoological species.

Man is important only if it is true that a God has died for him.

I would not live for even a fraction of a second if I stopped feeling the protection of God’s existence.

The majority of men have no right to give their opinion, but only to listen.

We should ask the majority of people not to be sincere, but mute.

The imbecile does not discover the radical misery of our condition except when he is sick, poor, or old.

We live because we do not view ourselves with the same eyes with which everybody else views us.

We spend a life trying to understand what a stranger understands at a glance: that we are just as insignificant as the rest.

One has to believe in God in order to ascribe meaning to things.