The Hitler paradox

Hitler became a very interesting part of popular culture; on one hand as a Satan substitute for the secularly minded, and as an educational tool on the other, with purpose of avoiding the possible occurrence of similar people and phenomena in the future.

However, the image of Hitler is so vilified and drawn as such a caricature, that it utterly fails at being educational, like that government-sponsored anti-terrorism video in Australia, which portrayed terrorists as retards. Yes, one understands that the author of the video doesn’t like the terrorists and thus portrayed them as retards in order to make that clear. However, since the actual terrorists are not retards (one was actually a successful and likable student at Dartmouth), the “educational” video fails its primary purpose of teaching people what terrorists do and how to recognize them. Yes, we get it, you wanted to offend the terrorists. Good job at displaying sufficient political correctness. However, you merely spent tax money and achieved no useful purpose. Fail.

The only credible and, in my opinion, valid portrayal of Adolf Hitler was made in the movie Untergang, but it is too limited to be really educational and deals with the phase of his reign in which he was already on the way down, and as such teaches precious little about how he managed to come into power and establish such a firm hold over his nation. The rest of the cinematic and literary portrayals I saw are actually pathetic, and serve very similar purpose to the regime art in totalitarian regimes – that of displaying one’s loyalty to the main stream opinion and vilifying the party’s enemies. Having spent my childhood and youth in one such country, I became very skilled at recognizing this form of bullshit. Essentially, the caricature of Hitler plays the same role in the Western societies as the publicly displayed portraits of the Dear Leader do in North Korea – to love the Regime, to hate its enemies, is to display orthodoxy, which leads to approval and promotion. Failing to do so can be dangerous.

There is not a single thing about Hitler that is not portrayed as negative. I’m frequently amazed by the lengths to which people go in this – his painting, his participation in WW1, his political ideas, his social skills, even the way he ate are portrayed in extremely unfavorable ways. But then the question remains, how did such a caricature of an universal loser manage to inspire Germany, and make it into his obedient tool? This is explained by some sort of a mass psychosis, and thus every possible chance of learning a historical lesson is lost.

In order to learn, we must give up the oh-so-beloved dismissive image of Hitler, and risk wrath of the politically correct idiots who feel the need to constantly display public hatred of the regime’s enemies in order to remove all doubts about their subservience. In order to learn how to avoid the next Hitler, we must learn why people adored him uncritically, to the point of presenting their newborns for blessing. Obviously, what those people saw was not a caricature.

I’m going to do something rather unorthodox. Instead of trying to go the standard route of a biographer, I will skip through the irrelevant tedia of his uneventful childhood and concentrate on what he himself considered important: his art. Let me show some examples of his paintings:

How good is this, how original, how evocative, and what does it say about the author?

Well, it’s technically not particularly good, but we need to evaluate his art from the perspective that it was done by someone who tries to be admitted into the art academy, not by a mature, educated painter. It is technically sufficiently competent to give us some idea about his interests. Is it original? No. Is it evocative, in a sense that you can get some insight into the workings of the author’s mind? Actually, quite so. What I get from it is a feeling of solitude, being rejected and apart from society, a distance from everything important, an emotional separation and a longing. This is a completely different sense of solitude from the one of Ansel Adams’ photography, in which you sense deep serenity, awe and involvement with the beauty. Ansel Adams didn’t go to live in Yosemite because he was rejected by society and tried to find his way in. He went there because that’s where he wanted to be, that’s where the external world manifested things from his inner world that he wanted to capture. It’s quite the opposite thing. Adams is awed by the beauty of nature. Hitler is unhappy, and paints empty sceneries and inanimate structures because of an unfulfilled longing for human acceptance.

I might be looking too much into it, but as a comparison, let’s peek into the minds of some other artists, and look at their early works:

Marc Chagall

Claude Monet

Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec

Francisco de Goya

 Pablo Picasso

Need I go on?

In order to understand Hitler, we need to understand what made him tick, and if we put ourselves in the position of a young man who thinks he’s a talented artist, and might actually be one, and is repeatedly rejected by what he perceives as a Jewish clique at the art academy, which accepts only their own, who paint things that are currently en vogue in the academia, which dictates what is and what is not to be supported, and is essentially deprived of his chosen occupation by the choice of others and their judgment of him, we can start to understand his anger. The fact that he was at some point essentially a street painter, very close to being a beggar, and that he lived a life of utter destitution and hopelessness, all the while observing the wealthy, who walled the likes of him out of their world of money and culture and education and sophisticated company, we get to understand the painful loneliness in his paintings, and we also get to understand the roots of his anger and hatred for those whom he perceived as guilty for his condition. Eventually, the Jews became the ones to blame, and the root of all evil.

Which brings us to the next important thing about Hitler. He was a conspiracy theorist. This is, probably, the most important, essential thing to know about him, because a conspiracy theorist is an outsider who attempts to heal his perceived impotence and unimportance in the world by creating an elaborate scheme in which he is the one who gets it, who sees through the conspiracies of the elites and is thus important. In fact, he is appointed by destiny to lead his people from bondage into freedom, like Moses lead the Jews into the promised land. He had to suffer through various trials, but was chosen by destiny to be the leader of his people. And the most important thing is, he actually believed that much before it was true. This is quite stunning, and I heard an interesting theory about the possible reason. Hitler dabbled in occultism, and at one point experimented with mescalin, which gave him messianic visions and lead him to the belief that he was a man of destiny. This formed a deep conviction which he seems to have radiated and which the others perceived. He was incredibly self-assured, a man of vision and ideals, and he professed a very simplistic conspiracy theory which rang as completely true to people then, and would ring as true to people now. You see, if I told you there’s an international conspiracy of bankers, who just happen to be Jewish, to control the economies of countries in order to keep them in a subservient state, occasionally inciting wars in order to keep the slave-nations preoccupied and in need of financing, would that be so hard to believe, to a nation that is deeply humiliated by a lost great war and an economy destroyed by the Versailles peace and the resulting war reparations? And in a nation in which democracy couldn’t solve a single problem, could not even elect proper leadership due to political infighting and special interests, a concept of a strong, destiny-appointed Leader who will rebuild his nation from the ashes and lead it to greatness, well, it was appealing, but not enough to give Hitler a significant entry into political life. Only when he maneuvered the political powers into appointing him the prime minister, and when the communists unfortunately decided to burn the parliament building in protest of his appointment (yes, this is actually the narrative that seems to be true, according to my evaluation of the available evidence), and he took dictatorial powers, did he start to get really significant support in the nation, because he seemed to actually introduce law and order and combat the disruptive influences introduced by the parliamentary democracy.

So, when the domestic terrorists ended up in concentration camp, everybody applauded. When the Jews, who were seen as responsible for the financial disaster of the nation, were discriminated against and suffered a strong backlash, everybody applauded. When all the criminals were picked up from the streets and taken into Dachau, everybody applauded. And Hitler created jobs, he rebuilt the economy, he stopped bleeding money into war reparations and infused the nation with a sense of pride, of self-worth and accomplishment, which they sorely needed. He started as a strange political figure on the margins, but when he took power and showed that he really meant business, he was accepted as a messianic figure, a literal savior of his nation, and the interesting thing is, that he actually was. If he died then, at that point, he would have been remembered as one of the greatest men of the 20th century, a father of modern Germany, who brought about the bright new age of science, technology, prosperity, emancipation and freedom. But, unfortunately, he didn’t die then.

One of the weirdest things about Hitler are his racial theories, and we need to look into those, too, in order to understand what made him tick. You remember how I mentioned earlier that he dabbled in occultism? Well, this is more important than it might seem, because occultism at that time meant Theosophy, and his racial theories, as incompatible as they might be with modern science, are quite compatible with the theosophical perspective of things. Theosophy picked up some of the early evolutionary theories and developed those into their framework; for instance, they believed that the human race went through certain evolutionary steps (ethereal, Hyperborean, Lemurian, Atlantean and, the present, Aryan), you could call them quantum leaps, and that humanity at that point was the fifth, Aryan race, with remnants of the fourth, and that in the future there will be a sixth race, as a result of eugenic practice somewhere in the 28th century.

Suddenly, the Hitler’s Aryan race bullshit, which sounded like totally arbitrary nonsense, starts to make sense: he was thinking from within the intellectual framework of the Theosophical society. He basically identified the Germans with Blavatska’s Aryan race, he perceived the problems of Germany as a conspiracy of the Atlantean remnants, mostly the Jews, to hold back the evolution of humanity and to degenerate everything back to the Atlantean level, and he was anointed by the supernatural forces as a leader who will not only re-assert the Aryan evolutionary supremacy, but also purify the gene pool of humanity by removing the remnants of the fourth race and all sorts of degenerate influences.

In order to understand why this made sense, we need to understand the concept of Modernity, or Modernism. This was basically the thing between the French revolution and the Vietnam war; you know, the bright new age for humanity where we get rid of the old and embrace the new, where we are no longer bound by the feudal system, the church and by ignorance, and there is universal liberation and emancipation, empowerment through science and technology. Essentially, Modernism was the mental framework of the 19-20th century, and its patterns are woven throughout the first religion of the New Age, the Theosophical Society. Essentially, it’s about breaking away from the old, ignorant, unconscious and automatic patterns, into knowledge, awareness of the underlying forces of nature, awareness of the supernatural forces that move the natural ones, about childbirth of Humanity into a bright New Age, the new world order.

That’s where we get our key for the Hitler phenomenon – he’s merely a product of his times. He’s not some spectacularly perverted monster who managed to think the unthinkable and do the unimaginable. On the contrary, he did what was merely the norm in Modernity. Mass murder of the “remnants of the old regime” is a tradition established in the French revolution. Genocide of the “inferior races” was already executed in America, by the Spanish and the British. The concept of harvesting a slave race for the benefit of the master race was also widely practiced in the slave markets in Africa. Hitler didn’t actually invent new stuff, he merely methodically implemented things that were accepted as the main stream aspects of Modernity. Of course you kill the ideological enemies, of course you kill the remnants of the old regime, of course you practice eugenics, enslave inferior races if possible and exterminate them if necessary. That’s what Modernity is all about – that, and the progress of science, advancement of technology. Wernher von Braun was an excellent example of the mentality – who cares if the advancement of science is produced for the sake of throwing bombs at people, and with slave labor. What is important is that “mankind” goes to the Moon and the planets. Who cares if the space race is fueled by the cold war, that the real purpose of the rockets is to carry nuclear bombs across the globe, who cares about the Vietnam war and the Cuban missile crisis. What is important is that the Eagle lands, that “humanity” makes its “great leap”. Modernity is the era in which the Americans thought it perfectly acceptable to perform medical experiments on the mentally ill, the prisoners and the “inferior classes”. What is today seen as blatant racism, was the main stream of the evolutionary biology of the time. Germany wasn’t the least bit more racist than America at the time (if anything, it was less so), and that’s the reason why nobody during the WW2 really cared that Hitler gassed the Jews. It was what everybody else would do in his place. In fact, Hitler was greatly inspired by Henry Ford in his antisemitism. It was main stream. Hitler was not on the extreme right fringe of the political practices of Modernity – he was dead center. The only reason why he is vilified is that he lost the war, and the winners rewrote their own history in hindsight, in order to de-emphasize the similarities with Hitler’s Germany for propagandistic purposes. His racial theories are presented as strange madness, while in fact they were the main stream of the salons across the Europe and America, presented together with Buddhism, Vedanta and a New Age variant of Christianity.

And that is the true paradox of Adolf Hitler – not that he wasn’t evil, but that his kind of evil was not the least bit uncommon or extraordinary in his time. In fact, it’s the same kind of mentality which the modern atheists apply to religion – if only they could get rid of it, there would be a bright new dawn of science and knowledge, an intellectual ascent from the dark bonds of superstition and myth. The thing is, it’s not a new idea at all. It’s been tried before. The bright new order of society in which humanity gets rid of the old superstitions and embraces science, technology and reason, purging the reactionary degenerates, actually existed in not one, but two varieties. They were called the Third Reich, and the Union of the Soviet Socialist Republics.

Subject-object dichotomy

I recently became aware of a very strange argument used by the feminists, about a so-called “subject-object dichotomy”, where “subject acts, and object is acted upon”, and women are supposedly seen by elements of society as playing the role of an object, where they are acted upon without much sensible interaction or even consent.

I must admit it’s one of the stupidest things I’ve heard lately, and I heard so many stupid things I’m drowning in them.

You see, the implication is that women need to be an important factor whose consent is required in all things that concern them, and whose opinion and judgment is a cornerstone of every decision. They are not. Most people, most of the time, are objects. Furthermore, they are background noise. They are irrelevant, they get in the way and we don’t give one third of a fuck about them. When I take a bus I don’t want to interact with other passengers. I don’t want to see them as persons with whom I would have meaningful interactions. I don’t even want them to be there in the first place. I just want them to mind their fucking business enough so that I can pretend they aren’t there, so that I can get where I’m going while knowing as little as possible about them as persons. To me, they are not the reason why I’m in the bus, they are the undesired side-effect of public transportation. The reason why I’m in the bus is that I need to go from A to B while my car is being serviced. This type of ignoring others can be an act of kindness, because reducing interaction in a crowded space where interaction is not desired is actually a way to show respect and to be polite. It’s the same thing as not talking loudly in a plane, where people can’t get away from the noise you produce and would even want to sleep, pretending you don’t exist, as difficult as that might be.

So basically, when you have a video game with non-playable characters, or a movie with background casts of passers-by, taxi drivers or people who sell newspapers to the main character, their unimportance isn’t a big philosophical issue of them being reduced to objects; it’s merely an accurate portrayal of the basic fact of urban life, which is that you are constantly surrounded by unimportant people you don’t give a fuck about and who live an existence that is completely parallel to yours. It doesn’t matter whether they are men or women, businessmen or beggars. You just want to be left alone in order to be able to live your life without constant dispersal of attention and energy into things that do not really concern you. So that’s one thing – for most people, you’re not a person. You are background noise they try very hard to ignore because they are trying to live their lives.

The second aspect is context which gives an interaction its ethical value. Sometimes treating someone like an object is bad, sometimes it is neutral and sometimes it is good. If someone you talk to acts condescendingly towards you, ignores your opinions with a dismissive attitude, addresses your opinions while talking to someone else as if you don’t exist, it’s a real problem. That’s where being treated like a non-person, or a non-subject, really matters and where it’s something that is ethically and morally wrong. Sometimes, as in cases where a criminal rapes and kills a random victim whom he sees as a drop-in replacement for someone he really has a problem with, and not as an independent real person, this can be purely evil. However, in most cases, as in our previous example of politely ignoring the other people on the street or in public transportation, it can be neutral or even positive. In some cases, for instance a firefighter responding to a call and saving a family from a building, it can be a really great thing – you don’t want to feel profound personal obligation and gratitude towards a firefighter who saved yours and your family’s lives, you really want him to treat this event as business as usual, where you and your family are merely objects of his daily work, like a cat stuck on a tree or needing to pump water out of someone’s basement. The feminists can bitch all they want about not wanting women to be portrayed as “damsels in distress”, but honestly, they really do. They really, really want society to feel an automatic reflex of helping women in distress, because when someone starts unzipping his pants to rape you, and you scream for help, you really want the accidental passer-by to see you as an object, as a damsel in distress, and to react instinctively to protect you, whether by beating the wannabe rapist up, or by calling the police and then beating him up. You don’t want him to have a meaningful interaction with you as a person, you just need immediate and concrete help in your generic situation which is covered by the “damsel in distress” social clause, requiring accidental passers-by and casual bystanders to actually do something constructive without any reward, any personal reason and any personal interaction.

You don’t like being an object in someone else’s world? Well better get used to it, because that’s exactly what you are. You are not important, you are not empowered, you are not the reason why other people are on the street. You are mostly ignored, sometimes you are acted upon, and sometimes you act, but if you think you’ll ever get to be the important factor in every possible interaction, you desperately need to have your ego checked before your nose starts interfering with air traffic. And be fucking thankful for the “damsel in distress trope” because that’s the society’s way of reiterating the need for accidental bystanders to help you when you have a heart attack on the street, or when someone wants to fuck you against your will while holding a knife at your throat while you cry for somebody, anybody to help you. Not to have a meaningful interaction with you as a person because he admires and respects your personality, but because you are a damsel in distress and he is expected to help those.

And if you think only women are portrayed as objects in movies and games, you’re out of your fucking mind, because you obviously didn’t play the latest Tomb Raider where Lara Croft kills unimportant men as easily and as trivially as she kills deer for food, and you didn’t see the movies from the Marvel universe where the Black Widow routinely, trivially and callously dispatches dozens of men with the trivial ease one would feel while brushing his teeth in the morning while thinking about what shirt to wear.

And if you actually watched all that and didn’t see a problem with it, then fuck you, because you are a pompous, callous idiot. Go have a meaningful interaction with a surgeon while being operated on, instead of being anaesthetized and treated as a mere object.

About lions and parasites

I came to a rather startling conclusion about the feminists, based on the presented evidence.

They hate women. They really, really hate women. They hate what women are, they hate what women do, but they deeply envy men and what they do, and basically they want everybody to be like men and nobody to be like women.

But let me explain, preferably from the beginning. In the beginning, if there is such a thing, you had a tribe of apes who walked upright, used tools and fire, and communicated mostly by spoken language. They either hunted or scavenged. They were hunted by the predators, and their existence was precarious at best. There was much that could keep you alive, and even more that could kill you.

When they were young, men and women hunted and scavenged together, because there wasn’t much of a difference between them. The female was slightly weaker but that mattered little, since the hominids were weaker than anything else around – either the predators or the prey. They didn’t manage to hunt an antelope because they were faster or stronger, or fight a leopard because they were stronger. They did those things because they were smarter, and they used spears, clubs and fire. The difference in strength mattered in interspecies conflicts, but since the men were protective with the females, the females didn’t feel an evolutionary pressure to develop physical strength. The men, however, merrily beat the shit out of each other and worked in dangerous environments, and the weaker ones didn’t survive long enough to reproduce.

So, the man and the woman who hunted and scavenged together got to like each other very much, and celebrated their successes by having sex, and since it was their favorite activity, the woman soon got pregnant. At one point, it started to get in the way of her activities and she had to stay at home, in the security of the cave or a kraal, whatever they had, and the man, who loved his friend and felt protective of her, now had to provide food for both of them. Other women kept her company during late pregnancy, childbirth and nursing, while the men formed a hunting party. Essentially, they organized themselves in a way that was mutually beneficial and had the best chance of keeping them alive. The roles were gradually genetically set, since the ones who didn’t abide by the laws of maximum efficiency had the least chance of surviving and reproducing. The fact that women gravitated toward the sheltered space in which children wouldn’t be eaten by the predators meant that they could do all the work that had to be done around the settlement – process meat, cure skins, manufacture tools, get wood for the fire, fix the roof etc., while the men, freed from the need to do the domestic chores, could go on longer hunting parties, farther away from home, and develop more complex hunting strategies. The women were grateful to the men for getting all the food and keeping them safe, while the men were grateful to the women for caring for them when they came back home almost dead with exhaustion. The two genders respected each other and cared for each other, each understanding that they couldn’t possibly survive and function without the help of the other. If you asked the women what they think about the men, they would say that the men are great – they hunt and provide, they protect, they make them feel safe and happy, basically the men are the best thing in the world. If you asked the men what they think about the women, they would say that the women are wonderful – they are beautiful and gentle and soft and lovable and fun, they take care of the home, they make you food and medicine when you’re hungry or injured, and they make you feel needed and loved which makes it possible to survive the terrible ordeals of life. Without women, you’d have nothing to go home to, and life wouldn’t really be worth living.

If you asked women how they feel about the difference between the work they do and the work men do, and if they envy men, they’d look at you as if you were crazy, because it was only day before yesterday that a lion attacked the kraal, and the men who protected the settlement fought him away with spears, and it was terribly scary. The lion was huge and angry and fast, but the men fought it away. She remembers how scared she was, how scared everybody was, and how heavily strained the men were after that, how close it was to somebody dying. She remembers how thankful she was for those three brave men with spears, who risked their lives so that she and her girlfriends and children would be safe. The least she could do was comfort the men by praising them, giving them something nice to eat and drink and be happy with them that everybody is alive. Envy men? She would piss herself with fear if she had to stand in front of that huge lion with a sharp stick. Thank all the gods that there are men who love women and protect them from that. Also, recently one of the men died. The hunters followed a herd of antelopes and a rhinoceros suddenly attacked them. One of the men was gored and trampled by the huge beast. The other men brought him to the kraal, but he died in great agony before the end of the day. It was terrible to watch; that man was a friend, he was kind and brave and now he is dead. Envy the men? How fucking stupid are you? I get to stay in safety, doing the things that can be hard and tiresome, but also rewarding and safe – I get to make useful things, I keep the fire going, make tools and clothes and food. I get to teach my children how to do things and talk to them. Everything I do is useful and rewarding and I am happy to be able to do it. I wish I could help men more. I am always tired at the end of the day, but I am never as tired as the hunters when they return from the hunting expedition. They look completely exhausted and some of them have a dead look in their eyes which takes days to go away, as if they have seen terrible things and their spirit is still frozen in the place of that fear. I think how I felt when that huge lion came, and I think about all the other horrors the men experienced out there, and what could possibly make a man, who faced a lion with nothing but a sharp stick, have his spirit frozen in such a way. Men are good and brave, but we need to care for them so that they can recover from the horrors and hardships, because they are our shield and our spear that protects us from the lions of the world.

Now cue in the feminists. Oh, the men have all the fun in the world, they get to fuck around with other guys while the women do all the hard and unrewarding work just so that the men could have their free room service. What men do is real life, that’s what emancipates you and makes you a proper human being, that’s what gives you glory and achievement, while being a woman is worthless, it’s simply being a slave, a servant to men.

As I said, I came to a startling conclusion about the feminists.

They hate women. They really, really hate women. They hate what women are, they hate what women do, but they deeply envy men and what they do, and basically they want everybody to be like men and nobody to be like women. The feminists are women’s worst enemy, because they don’t want there to be any women, only men with vaginas. The men, however, have always, throughout history, been women’s best friends, lovers and protectors. The man is the one who will stand between a woman and a leopard, armed with a club, and tell a woman how wonderful she is and how much he appreciates her. A feminist is the one who will stand between a woman and a man, armed with her poisonous tongue, and tell woman how worthless she is compared to a man, and how she needs to compete with the man and tell him how she doesn’t need him anymore.

In our modern society, we no longer have lions and leopards as dangerous predators. But we do have the feminists and the social justice warriors, and that’s not a change for the better, because the insidious parasites can often do more damage.

Difference between manginas and alpha-males

There’s that thing I keep running into: the concept of “alpha male” and what it means… and I kinda have a problem with it. I think it’s mostly bullshit.

The concept entered human psychology from observations of captive wolves’ behavior, where a pack is supposedly divided into the leading pair, the alpha-male and alpha-female, who are the only reproductive pair in the pack, and the subordinate wolves who are growled and bitten into submission.

Later, it turned out that in nature, the alpha pair are the parents of all the other wolves in the pack. The reproductive ban serves to prohibit incest and the parents keep the kids in line in order to be effective hunters and to prevent all kinds of bullshit. It has nothing to do with any kind of a hierarchical organization of a pack by differentiating between the supposed leaders and the supposed followers, or supposedly strong and the supposedly weak. And it is completely unrelated to any kind of social dynamics within human communities which consist of genetically unrelated individuals.

This, however, points to the true problem: once a quasi-scientific factoid enters the noosphere (you can call it mindspace), you just can’t get rid of it anymore. We still have the “facts” that spinach contains a shitload of iron, that Neanderthals were retarded brutes with clubs, that women were oppressed by men throughout history, or that there’s enough food and other resources for everyone if just the rich didn’t hold it all to themselves.

The alpha-male theory is particularly interesting since it’s complete and utter bullshit without any foundation in either facts or reality, something akin to astrology and people identifying themselves as pisces, leones, librae or fucking unicorns for that matter. The only way you can say you’re an alpha male is if you’re a father of the family in a strictly monogamous relationship with your wife, the alpha-female, and you don’t fuck your daughters, nor do your sons fuck their mother, and children aren’t allowed to be disobedient to their parents or eat before they do. That would make an equivalent wolf-pack with an alpha-pair. Other than that, if you talk about alpha-males this or that, you’re just ignorant.

But this ignorance is not random, it’s actually quite structured: an alpha-male is supposedly an aggressive leader who fights all the contenders into submission on the slightest sign of dissent, and it’s always “my way or the highway”. People imagine it as some sort of a cult where the guru fucks all the females and the only way up in the community is through constant sucking up to the leader, or his favorite females. On superficial examination, such communities appear to exist. In reality… it’s all bullshit. But this statement requires explanation.

Interestingly, one of the best literary descriptions of male leaders is the Children of the Earth series by Jean Auel, in which social dynamics within primitive human communities is so well explained, I actually think it maps completely onto reality without any discrepancies I could notice, and I actually read the entire series several times.

The examples of the male leaders are Brun of the Brun clan, Talut of the Lion camp of the Mamutoi, Dolando of the Sharamudoi and Joharran of the ninth cave of the Zelandonii. I will briefly describe the characters in order for you to get the general idea, but do look into it.

Brun is the headman of a Neanderthal clan. By social arrangement, every member of the clan is subordinate to the leader and obeys him immediately and without question. The only exceptions are the Mog-ur, the clan’s shaman, who communicates with the spirit world and whose opinion can override the leader’s, and the medicine woman, who has authority over healing and health issues in the clan. Brun is strong and proud, but very thoughtful, considerate and just. He weighs every decision carefully in order to account for the well-being of every member of the clan. If people are content, he is doing a good job. If there is discontent, something needs to be done about it, and quickly. He is acutely aware of the possible frictions between clan members, and works to minimize them. Basically, his power is almost absolute, but his responsibilities are equally so, and he is personally distressed if he thinks his clan is in any kind of danger or difficulty that he could do anything about. Essentially, obedience of others is, to Brun, only a tool he needs in order to be able to do his job of protecting and caring for his clan. He never abuses the trust or uses it for any kind of a selfish goal, and he is therefore seen as an ideal leader within his entire species. The main antagonist of the series is his son, Broud, who is a power hungry egomaniac, who wants power in order to exalt himself above the others and in order to be able to humiliate others and destroy the ones he hates. He is petty, vindictive and vile, and after he succeeds his father, he leads the clan to its ruin. From this description, it is obvious what Jean Auel thinks about the qualities of a good leader, and also about the perils of genetic succession; you can have a great king who is brave, just and strong, but if he is succeeded by a son who is an egomaniacal lunatic, the entire society will be destroyed. But essentially, the problem with the alpha-male construct is that it matches Broud more than it does Brun. Brun looks like a totalitarian leader at the first glance, but he really isn’t, because his power is held in very tight balance by his consideration and care for the well-being of his clan and each of its members. He explicitly says that a leader has less freedom than a woman (who is expected to obey all men unconditionally) – he is expected to completely ignore himself and dedicate himself completely to the common good. Basically, the leader is the servant of all. When a leader doesn’t understand that, as Broud doesn’t, it dooms everybody.

Talut, the headman of the Lion camp of the Mamutoi, is a Cro-Magnon human; he’s a huge mountain of a man, something like Arvidas Sabonis, but extremely kind, gentle and good-humored. In his community, he rules by consent of his tribe, and he allows everyone to speak his or her mind freely, and then makes a decision that accounts for everyone’s needs and well-being. He prides himself for having the most diverse camp among all the Mamutoi, including all kinds of eccentrics and best-ofs, such as the oldest and wisest shaman, the best carver, best flint knapper etc. He is proud of his great strength and uses it when hunting, but otherwise he would never consider harming anyone. He is enraged only at injustice and is otherwise gentle, kind and funny. Like Brun, he rules in such a reasonable and beneficial manner, his tribesmen would never even consider replacing him as a leader for as long as he considers himself physically fit enough to proceed in his role.

He doesn’t fuck all the females. He doesn’t fight with other men for supremacy. He doesn’t use his physical strength to submit others. He actually doesn’t even argue much and rather lets the others voice their opinions and then decides after careful deliberation, and his power isn’t even contested, not because it couldn’t be, but because other people understand how lucky they are to have a wise and calm arbiter to lead them and handle disputes between them, which could otherwise get out of hand. Essentially, the ideal leader of a human community has no resemblance to the alpha-male construct, where other men follow the leader because they are cowed into submission. No, actually men rarely want to lead others because they usually have other things to do; the one who leads is not the one who beats the shit out of everyone, but the one who is most likely to be reasonable and even-handed in resolving disputes, is just and just steers the ship calmly and without disturbances; essentially, the best leader is the one whose presence you don’t feel, because he doesn’t try to prove himself, or have battles of will against the others. And when you see a man who tries project himself as dominant and assertive, it’s probably the lowest ranked man within a community. The highest, most powerful man in the community will try to project kindness, justice and goodwill. He will lead by good example and will feel an imperative to take care of the best interests of his community.

Basically, the strongest, most powerful leader of a human community would be described as a “mangina” by the supposedly macho-male men activists. Something to consider…

About cooperation and assholes

In the previous article I wrote something that sounds counter-intuitive at first: that women don’t cooperate. I probably wasn’t clear enough: yes, women seem to cooperate, they do things together, they function in groups, but there’s one important distinction: it’s not free. A woman will do something for you, but it will cost you. She will go see a movie with her best friend, but that best friend will have to go shopping for a handbag with her, later.

Nothing about what women do is free, everything about them has some kind of a price tag, and that’s the main reason why they have a hissy fit when men whistle and catcall them on the street: they interacted with them for free, instead of going through an elaborate ritual in which a woman can say no to them at every turn. They think they are the princess of the universe and if you communicate with them without explicit invitation from her divine grace, you need to be punished, because you took something from her for free: the permission to approach her exalted highness. They actually mindfuck themselves into a place where they are actually that cool and important, just because they have something everyone wants: a vagina. Vagina makes her royalty, and if you want her royal grace to acknowledge your humble presence or even bestow her divine countenance upon you, you’ll need a better reason than just be there and have a problem, or simply catcall. You need to enter into an elaborate social play in which a contract will be made to put you in her debt.

That’s why a woman won’t back down to make it easier for another driver: because she won’t ever meet that other driver again and he or she won’t be able to reciprocate, so why would she do social favors for free? It’s just me me me, want want want, now now now. If you want something, she will want something in return.

Sure, men won’t work for free either, but we’re not talking about real favors or real work. It’s the little things that people do – hold doors for someone who’s carrying big boxes, don’t park behind someone’s car and just leave, notice that someone needs something and make it easier for that person if it’s not that much of a big deal for you. Sure, there are men who behave like women and just do their own thing, not giving a fuck about anyone else if there’s nothing in it for them.

But there’s one important distinction. We call those men “assholes”. We do so because we expect each other to show a certain degree of empathy and acknowledgement of other. It’s a genetic thing. Women expect the world to revolve around their vaginae, and men expect other men to cooperate in a group, in varying levels of involvement, from not behaving like assholes in traffic, to joining them on the barricades with a rifle in case of serious trouble. It’s expected, and is done for free, as part of some implicit social contract that is seldom verbalized, but offenders are immediately noticed and frowned upon. Men cooperate, because that’s what men do in a society. They protect the tribe, they feed and protect the females and the children, and they work together to minimize potential for conflict and increase effectiveness of their collective efforts. It’s interesting how men separate things into those that will cost you, and those that are done for free – for instance, if you want a man do dig a hole in your garden, you need to pay him. This falls outside of the implicit constraints of the social contract men work within. However, assisting someone in performing a traffic maneuver won’t cost you a thing. Men do that for free, and feel good about it, because it’s a contribution to the welfare of the community. At first it seems to be graded by the level of difficulty – they’ll do the little things for free, but the bigger ones will cost you; not true. The biggest things are also free – like joining other men with a gun on the barricades, or carrying a wounded man to safety and taking a bullet yourself in the process. It’s not about the size of the favor, it’s about whether it’s a part of the social contract that’s genetic, or whether it’s something else, that falls into another category, that of trade. If women acted as they do, and had a man’s body, they would suffer such a horrible backlash for being assholes, they’d probably go kill themselves, because men really don’t tolerate assholes, unless they are female. Then it’s another matter entirely, because an asshole with a vagina is the lady queen of the universe.