Irrevocable Deeds: Your Antidote to an Unreliable World

What efforts are worth making within a system where it’s nearly impossible to get ahead? Who is worth your time in a society full of unreliable people? Bottom line: what should we be doing right now?

Let’s say you have money. The inflation we’ve seen over the past ten to fifteen years means we can’t out-earn our diminishing purchasing power.

There are mismanaged pension plans and entitlement programs with trillion-dollar commitments, but no funds to sustain them—so the burden of bailing them out will fall on anyone still able to eke out a living in these unstable times.

As for stocks, there’s no telling when the next collapse will undercut investors once again. If even the government- and industry-approved places to siphon off and store your acorns aren’t safe—how are you supposed to invest your time?

Here’s my take. In March of last year, a business alliance I had spent months preparing fell through after my new partner had a midlife crisis and disappeared for over a month. After he came back, I made every effort to accommodate his revised proposal for how the business should operate—only to get jerked around over things like minor phrases in the paperwork, until I realized that he would never sign.

So there I was, having gone from thinking I’d found a mentor whose alliance would vault me toward not just financial stability, but real wealth—only to learn that I had wasted my time with someone who was tempting self-destruction.

I was exhausted, and with my thirty-eighth birthday approaching, also embarrassed and nearly swooning about what to do. You know, you want to make your family proud, you want to achieve great things, and god damn, you want to be free from chasing down rent money.

So after all this, in June, I started working on a new writing concept. At first it was going to be an editorial to post on my blog, but on a whim I started merging it with a dystopian fiction idea I’d written on a hotel notepad sometime in the past—this was the spark, and the next thing I knew, I was off on a frantic six-week creative binge that resulted in my first novel, Reparations USA.

After that, I had to refocus on my existing small business during the busy fall season. But the whole time, I kept chipping away at the sequel. All through the holidays and on football Sundays with friends, I got up early and wrote a thousand words with my morning coffee.

And three weeks ago, I published book two, Reparations Mind. This whole experience has changed the direction of my life—I’ve felt an overall hardening of my being—and the most important lesson, which takes us back to the questions at the beginning of this video, is a concept that I call irrevocable deeds.

Inflation devalues the dollar? Fine. Market crash decimates your stock portfolio? It happens. Girlfriend of two years gets bored and cheats? That’s life. BUT! Is there anything we can do that stands up better against outside forces?

Well, I just wrote two novels. No one can ever take that away from me, no matter how many copies they do or don’t sell. And when you complete important personal projects, they tend to act as a world warp for your mind and your life. Doors will open when you achieve this balance of commitment and courage.

So I say to people looking at a landscape of political turmoil and bleak prospects, or who are feeling fear and doubt—ask yourself, “What can I do as a unique expression of myself that puts a stake in the ground? A personally stamped act that will be a source of pride, regardless of the market’s trends or flaky people?”

There’s an interesting catch though. Many of my own creative projects, which at the time I believed to be the next great thing, were often met with such silence that you could hear a pin drop. A good friend and fellow creative type once told me that the most important thing is to keep growing your body of work. Having expectations is what leads to feeling hollow and disappointed when the accolades don’t follow.

Patience, life balance, and allowing yourself time to have fun are also critical so that you don’t burn out. This down time is when new ideas tend to incubate as well.
A final thought: any survey of the news, social media, or even your credit card balance can make you feel like we’re all stuck in a futile game. It’s just really difficult to be heard or find meaningful work right now.

But catching a bad break last year forced me onto a different path that, in hindsight, I’m glad to be on. I’m writing books and am on fire creatively—and this never would have happened if my business deal went through as planned.

So no matter what rut you might be in, ask yourself, “What potential inside me is lying dormant right now? What unique and fulfilling process can I begin that will serve as my anchor of personal power in the storm of confusion?”

The irrevocable deed. To change your life, define it, and make your own earnest mark in the world.

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Introduction to Modestianity: A New Religion for Uncertain Times

Greetings. My name is Lyle Setzer. I am an elder within the Church of Modestianity, and today I will be your guide as we explore one of the fastest growing religions in the United States.

You may be asking yourself, what is Modestianity? How did it start? What does it stand for? Let me answer those questions for you, and so much more.

Our religion sprang forth from the mind of our leader, the Prescient One, late in the year 2025. Afflicted by a stark vision of how the growing surveillance state would slowly but surely encroach upon every aspect of human life, the Prescient One created Modestianity as a safe zone, a shield—and also as a symbol of resistance pushing back against the inexorable tide.

At first, our leader was simply an unknown man trying to be heard within the din of a million other voices. But his message resonated immediately with the alienated people he spoke to on the streets. And so his code of dignified comportment in the face of the looming techno-punitive future began to spread nationwide.

People who found themselves slaves to their gadgets and exhausted by the endless treadmill of news and social media, were ready for a refreshing new way forward. The Prescient One’s initial ideas gave them that ray of hope, but such a powerful new philosophy could not be fully developed alone.

Thus in 2026, the Church of Modestianity officially put down roots when it moved into the abandoned Mall of America. Our members diligently and lovingly refurbished this massive complex, which had sadly fallen victim to neglect and vandalism, and christened it the Mall of Absolution.

And it is here, over the past two-and-a-half years, that our religion has blossomed just as surely as our members have flourished. How can we account for such sudden growth and popularity? The answer is simple.

Unlike many religious sects which spring up, our community does not revolve around one figure. While the Prescient One is our spiritual guide, it has always been his belief that the reactionary ideas which constitute Modestianity’s roots, are not enough to sustain us as we face a changing future.

From day one, Modestianity has encouraged all of its members, no matter their rank, to offer up questions and challenges so that we might forge a comprehensive body of knowledge, one that is stout but can also adapt to uncertain times.

Through rigorous and spirited philosophical discussions, what we call mapmaking sessions, Modestians participate directly in the work of sculpting our religion into the force that offers both comfort and fulfillment.

But of course, Modestianity involves so much more than mere words. Farming on the rooftop gardens reinvigorates hands that, so used to swiping across plastic screens, now reconnect with nature. Our performing arts lift the soul, as bodies once slumped in chairs now soar, liberated from both drudgery and shame.

As you can see, what started out as shelter from the storm, has helped many thousands of Americans and international pilgrims unleash their great human potential. Creativity, strength, and pride all stand firmly on our core principles of humility, modesty, and forthrightness.

A contradiction, perhaps? No! Just one of the many mysteries about our world, where choosing to take life seriously often leads to the most joyful experiences and moments of abandon.

Thank you for watching this introductory presentation on the Church of Modestianity. We hope you’ll come visit us at the Mall of Absolution here in Minnesota, so that you may experience all that our religion has to offer.

This is Elder Setzer wishing you a modest day, and on behalf of the Prescient One, I say Mod bless you.

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The Democrats Dream of Reparations… But I Already Wrote the Book!

This is Philip Wyeth. There’s a story circulating around about some rah-rah Democrat group fantasizing about all the big wins they’re lining up over the next few elections. Leading off this hypothetical “progressive governance juggernaut” is Stacey Abrams, who will become the nation’s first black female governor if she wins in Georgia this November.

The Victory Party flyer where this news story came from also says, “It’s 2022 and we are celebrating policy victories across the nation: Medicare for All and Free College, and next on the agenda is Reparations.”

Oh, really?! I just so happen to have written two novels envisioning a similar future. The premise is that in 2024, Eileen Jeffries-Lao, the Chinese-American former governor of California, became the nation’s first female president. Her main campaign platform was to create the Historical Reparations Administration, where a supercomputer called MARVIN—short for Macro Aggregating Restitution Vector Input Navigator—scans antique documents to calculate each citizen’s Debit Score.

The first book in my series, Reparations USA, begins early in 2028. We follow Debtors secretly trying to burn old papers—dubbed “inconvenient archives”—but law enforcement is hot on their tails. A reality TV show brings Beneficiaries and Debtors together for healing Kumbaya moments, in instances when their ancestors have had too much negative contact over the generations. And there’s even a poor black teenager who writes a song about how the Reparations program isn’t working too well—and thanks to the power of the internet and social media, it becomes the hit of the summer!

And that’s all just in book one—which right now is free as an e-book download from Smashwords, Barnes & Noble, and iTunes. You can buy a paperback copy from Amazon as well.

The sequel, Reparations Mind, came out just a few weeks ago. Here we have high drama leading up to the election, after a hack into the MARVIN mainframe put the president’s surefire reelection in doubt. The whole cast of characters returns, plus there are outrageous new flavors, such as exploring the philosophies of a reactionary new religion called Modestianity, the grand opening of a Reparations-themed casino in Las Vegas—and even a restaurant on the Sunset Strip which was custom built from the ground up, with facilities to accommodate nearly forty different genders.

So, while today’s Democrats dream of a tiresome future defined by checkbox milestones—first female this, first minority that; basically like building your own omelet at a diner—the future world in my series is a zany dystopia that uses humor to filet progressive delusions. I’m sorry to say it, but the Victory Party is canceled!

So, why don’t you grab that free copy of Reparations USA, and visit that equitable future which the Leftist Big Brains have planned for us? Links are below.

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Video was originally uploaded on April 21, 2018.

Exploring Leftist Logic: A Trip Inside the Progressive Mind

This is Philip Wyeth. In my two novels, Reparations USA and Reparations Mind, I create a dystopian future America where Reparations is the law of the land. One facet of this world is Leftists going to extreme lengths checking their privilege in absurd atonement rituals.

But beyond satire, I really am trying to understand and articulate the thought processes that make up the progressive worldview. Two recent events show that, one the one hand, I’m directly over the target, but on the other, my ideas which might seem like hyperbole, only have a one-week shelf life before being surpassed by reality.

Consider the Leftist Nora Loreto, whose brainwashing enabled her mind to morph the Humboldt hockey team bus crash tragedy into a tweet that questioned whether the “whiteness” and “maleness” of the victims led to so much donation money being raised for the victims’ families.

And then just this week, liberals have been falling all over themselves virtue signaling after two black men were arrested at a Philadelphia Starbucks.

To explore the causes of this white-guilt posturing, I’m going to read an excerpt from the first novel in my series, “Reparations USA.” In the chapter entitled “Privilege,” one of the protagonists, Kate Donohugh, who is a longtime advocate and employee at the Historical Reparations Administration, is stuck at home away from work due to an illness.

“With all this down time, Kate suddenly found herself nagged by an old ghost from the early days of her awakening, when the naive, self-centered girl from the suburbs was first bombarded by the raw truth of how overwhelming the scale of world suffering was—pain that was in fact so often caused by other white people.

“This new perspective had given birth to an unsparing inner voice that turned making even routine decisions into a statistical analysis ritual, which involved going down a mental checklist to consider how anything she was about to do might affect someone less fortunate than her. It was hard to be present and mindful with so many thoughts pinballing around her head, but Kate made peace with the process by assigning herself an act of contrition or charity to offset any experience or purchase that was pleasurable to herself, such as a kiss or a glass of wine.

“This pestering voice went silent sometime during the HRA’s planning phase, and was mostly forgotten in the busy and effective years since its launch—a fitting reward considering that Kate and her fellow visionaries had found a way to transmute the chatterbox of one’s guilty conscience into applied, outcome-based altruism.

“But now, laid up at home with nothing to do, the voice came back maniacally, seemingly oblivious to all that she’d accomplished, and making wild new demands about remedying problems not covered under the HRA’s umbrella. She felt her mind short-circuit as it grappled with accusations that she was neglecting these other important human rights issues. How did she intend to help people with gender confusion? Was she a self-serving hypocrite for taking advantage of the HRA’s generous health care plan when so many of the people she had allegedly vowed to help still only had access to woeful clinics? Maybe Myra Jenkins was right and the HRA did need to do more.

“Sweating alone in bed one evening, Kate tangled her mind in knots trying to think of new ways she could eradicate her privilege. For years she and every white person she knew had done everything in their power to be conscious of their own inherent advantages, and this had guided them daily in trying to help the people who had not fared as well in life’s lottery. But now she was beginning to suspect that no matter what selfless act she performed, there would always be something else to account for—and how could you sleep peacefully, let alone function, when the goalposts kept moving?

“She turned on the TV to calm herself down, but the first thing she saw was an obnoxious ad by H&R Block boasting about all the archaeologists, translators, and friendly tribal leaders they’d hired to find extra deductions for Debtors. These guys just won’t stop, she thought—and then the power abruptly cut out and she was left in complete darkness.

“She should have embraced this sudden gift of quiet and stillness to go back to sleep, but the old restless Kate of indefatigable action now fighting for her life insisted upon at least getting the flashlight to keep handy until the power returned or Chris got home from the gym, whichever came first. She slid out from the sheets down onto the floor, then delicately crawled over to the TV stand where she groped around the shelves until finding the flashlight.

“But she couldn’t bring herself to turn it on. The instant she’d grabbed it, her mind envisioned all the people out there who didn’t have a flashlight of their own. The inner voice whispered, ‘Don’t use it. Stand in solidarity with them. Check your light privilege!’

“From here her thoughts tumbled into a self-incriminating house of mirrors. What other comforts did she enjoy without ever acknowledging, let alone act upon to rectify? ‘Plumbing!’ the voice yelled. ‘Refrigeration! Transportation! Cell phone!’ And up until five minutes ago, electricity.

“How could she possibly atone for all of this? What virtuous acts would serve to fully exorcise the guilt she now felt for passing decades of her life blind to the thousand micro-advantages she had taken for granted?

“Falling deeper into the hallucination now, Kate’s mind seized upon the fate of her remains. Although she had already decided that scattering her ashes was preferable to the environmental impact of an ornate coffin or even burying an urn, sudden panic set in when she realized that the energy expended during cremation would still add to her life’s cumulative carbon footprint. She fantasized that there must be a way to eclipse the camper’s motto of pack-it-in, pack-it-out, and to honor Mother Earth by disposing of a human body so efficiently as to leave no trace—even less than ashes.

“Chris found her on the floor cradling the flashlight in the dark. She was paralyzed, couldn’t understand what he was saying, but felt him pick her up and carry her onto the bed. She felt the blankets cover her and fell asleep as her body nestled around the unused flashlight.

“That night Kate truly believed for the first time that she was going to die. In truth, it was the turning point in her recovery. Dipping a toe into the darkest corners of her subconscious had given her a sixth-sense insight into the many layers and subtle nuances crammed into that word privilege, and now her drive to fight for the underdog was ten times stronger than before. Once her body healed, she knew that nothing would ever slow her down again.”

Thanks for listening. You can find my books on most major online platforms. Right now “Reparations USA” is available free as an e-book on Smashwords, and you can order paperback copies as well as e-books on Amazon. Links are in the description box.

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Male Mentors, Hell by the Dashboard Light, Alt-MGTOW, Depression


Alright YouTube, let’s do a little impromptu chat in the style of Hell by the Dashboard Light. You know, he’s been knocked down by the censors and the flaggers lately.

Thought I’d give a little shout-out to him and also Alt-MGTOW. Guy seems to be going through some tough times and I was thinking just on the drive here about how men have been pushed out of most aspects of society, and it’s almost like YouTube and other social media video platforms, it’s the last corner where male mentorship can happen. Kind of like men basically just put out their ideas, their wisdom, onto these capsules, these video time capsules, and it’s there for other men who are also feeling alienated and isolated to find those at some point.

And you never know what actually happens to the original content creators because they come and go. Like Mayor of MGTOWN, where is that guy? You know, he put out some good videos a couple years ago. Who else? Razorbladekandy, or Razorbladekandy2, he had some stuff for a while.

And it seems like if you’ve been following MGTOW and anything Alt-Right, or whatever you want to call it, the past few years, there’s been a rapid evolution, ideas getting hacked to pieces and guys moving forward.

I think that’s pretty common also in like the metal scenes in decades past, where it’s like a good-natured sense of one-upmanship, like an arms race, so ideas evolved very quickly, and as long as you don’t take it personally with your feelings, it works.

So, I think Helll by the Dashboard Light and Alt-MGTOW, even though they use language more harsh than I would tend to use for this particular channel, if you can get over those harsh words and understand that the ideas are just on the forefront of the battles that are on our society, forces we’re up against, whether it’s the elite, the money people behind the scenes, or the army of conformists, the millions of conformist that are maybe more dangerous, because they’re the ones who are clamping down on us on our everyday lives. Just making things miserable because of their feelings and taking offense.

And a lot of people are checking out, obviously MGTOW men are checking out from the dating/marriage thing, but the John Galt, Go Galt thing I think applies across the board in a lot of ways. People are… Men are just fed up with the lack of rewards and just taking grief.

So anyway, it seems like Alt-MGTOW is really going through some existential tough times, and he’s probably about fifteen to twenty years older than me, and he’s been married a lot, had a lot of money, lost houses, you name it, had children. I’m not going to say what he should or should not do, being in my late thirties myself. And I’ve run businesses, had bands, done a lot of good stuff, had a lot of loss, lot of pain. But not to the degree that this guy and guys of his generation have had.

If you compare him to Vention1MGTOW. Vention, whether or not you want to say it was smart or not, he checked out twenty years ago, in a sense, of not getting married, limiting his dating. So he hasn’t gone through the grief that a lot of guys like Alt-MGTOW, and I have two friends in particular, who are in their fifties, late forties, early fifties, mid-fifties who been in the divorce thing and gotten run through the wringer and I just know their experience firsthand because we’re good friends. I know their children and what they’ve gone through, through the divorces, and basically it’s tough.

So Alt himself seems like he may be close to checking out, not just from content creation, but his life in California or maybe life in general, and I just… I hope he doesn’t do it because he has a lot of wisdom to offer, and you never know what life has to offer you. He’s done a lot of mentorship with these videos to people and exposed a lot of the lies and corruption.

Part of me sometimes thinks that life is like the movie Total Recall, the first one, the good one, where you signed up for this, you actually signed up for this life, so live it, ride the ride, play it through.

I’m not saying you shouldn’t be able to check out, unplug when you want to, but in the same way that I was mentioning in my comments on one of Alt’s videos about some suicides in the heavy-metal world, Jon from… Jon Nodveidt from Dissection, David from Woods of Ypres, the guy from the band Yearning, David Parland from Necrophobic.

It’s just when you tap into this dark stuff, sometimes… What’s that whole thing about looking to the abyss and it looks back at you? You’ve got to be careful if you get too alone to tap into that darkness, it’ll just take you when you tap into that dark stuff.

And heavy metal, it’s like it’s a gift, on the one side it’s a gift because you can tap into deeper things, riches more than your average person, your average conformist. But there’s a dark side, there’s a danger to it. You pay for it in some ways, and I guess you have to be careful in those moments where you’re, you’re in between projects, you’re in between revelations. Understand that, put it in its perspective and know that this is what it takes to push through to that next level. And you have to accept it, you have to go through the dark stuff.

I felt that that Woods of Ypres’s fifth album, “Grey Skies and Electric Light,” really resonated with me because when I was doing some music stuff, a number of years ago, almost at the same time as that album actually, the ’09 to ’11 era, I was close in those dark places—never as close to really think about suicide—but to think that David, that last album was a suicide note put to music, and then he couldn’t take it, he had to check out.

Understand that it doesn’t have to be that way. Here’s what I was thinking actually a few minutes ago, so Jon Nodveidt of Dissection, first two albums were unreal Swedish black metal/death metal merge. I kind of call it, instead of the term “blackened death metal,” which some bands have been referred to, it was the inverse, it was like “deadly black,” if that makes any sense.

So anyway, he went to prison for murder in the late 90s, came out of prison early 2000s with a much more, I wouldn’t say refined version, it was more rock, “easy listening” for us extreme metal fans but there was some really good stuff there, some not so good songs on that last album “Reinkaos,” but he actually committed suicide within a year of that coming out, I believe. And couple my friends were really upset about him doing that. But he was deep into this nihilism, misanthropy, and basically felt that he was at the top of his creative game when that album came out, and he could never top it so it was time to go.

And that resonates with some ancient Roman or Greek ideas, I guess, of going out of your best, and you’ve seen some pretty terrible albums and whatnot by bands that peaked and then kept at it. So what about this, though? What if every gymnast or great hockey player, when their career is done, just commit suicide? Like, “Alright, I’m done. Bye! Did my thing.”

No, that’s when you need to transition into mentorship, teaching… passing along what you know. At least that’s my takeaway. Can’t really question or second-guess these great minds of Jon Nodveidt who created some of the most incredible extreme metal of all time. And really, it’s sad that he went away to jail because, in the late 90s, bands like In Flames were just entering their silly phase, and I think the scene got a little too happy and silly with their leadership, and maybe Jon would have kept things more serious had he been in the scene, and not locked up.

So to wrap things up, I guess I just want to say that, men have been marginalized and are isolated in this society, but we should be thankful that we have these platforms—even when obviously, you’re getting censored and knocked off of Twitter and YouTube left and right, but alternatives like Bitchute, Gab, Minds, Steemit/DTube, there are places to put your content and it can be found.

And maybe that can be a catharsis for you, as well as a place to deposit your knowledge and your wisdom and then move on to the next thing in your life. Because I see the writing on the wall. I think there’s… I don’t know if civil war is the word but there is such a divide in this society that it is not going to be resolved in an orderly fashion, if not peacefully, in the sense that you have functional people who are forced to pay for the indoctrination of their children. Or Leftists at these universities, and they come out, graduate and basically try to change society on your dime.

And also, a lot of them get into teaching, so they basically— People on the Left, these progressives, many of them who don’t have children of their own, basically feel like they have the right to access other people’s children’s minds. And right there it should be a huge pushback, people on the right or just center, they’re like, “No, you do not have the right to put your totalitarian ideas in my children’s mind.” So whether it’s homeschooling or something else, that’s probably the first, the first frontier of the pushback, the peaceful pushback.

So I’ll probably think about this more and riff on that maybe in some future, more scripted editorials and monologues, about the pushback. So I’ll stop it here, I’ve gone about 10 minutes, and want to see what you guys think in relation to other channels, content creators on the forefront, who are being silenced by social justice warriors—and enabled by the admins of Twitter, YouTube, Facebook, because these admins themselves are working in lockstep to silence people who are just trying to express their opinions.

And the craziest thing of all is that, you think back to people’s mindsets back in 2008, 2002. If you just held on to the people’s beliefs from those years, while everybody else is going so far left, yeah, now you’re considered an extremist because you believe what everybody believed in 2002, 2007, 2008.

It’s just it’s a crazy mile marker on this road that we’re going, and you have to wonder, if things are changing that fast, every five to seven years of major, major changes. Of just mind control, brainwashing on the left, so that normalcy is completely thrown out the window, where’s it going to go another two to five years? Particularly if the left loses in the midterms this fall, or if Donald Trump gets reelected.

So anyway, I’m gonna end this video, and if you want to check out my novels, they’re available on iTunes, Barnes & Noble, Amazon. And right now the e-book version of “Reparations USA” is available for free for download as an e-book on Smashwords, Barnes & Noble, iTunes. I think Amazon still has it at $0.99. So if you want to support me as an author, I can keep doing what I do and speak the truth. At least my truth, as they say. Alright, thanks, guys…

(This transcript was first automatically generated by YouTube. I then went in and made corrections, as well as cleaned it up as best as I could.)

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Video was originally uploaded on May 11, 2018.

The 3D Crusade: How Europeans Might Take Their Countries Back

This is Philip Wyeth. Today’s topic could be considered controversial. That is, if a humorous hypothesis can trigger progressives into running to Big Brother to protect their feelings. So let me preface by stressing this distinction: Prediction is not necessarily endorsement. And foresight should not be interpreted as advocacy or incitement.

That said, if something like what I’m about to mull over actually happens, we should remember that it was a predictable reaction provoked by central planning elitists who have no loyalty to their own people. Hubris has been mistaken for vision, and in refusing to protect the gates have put their nations’ children in danger.

So here goes. Multiculturalism in Europe is dying. Or should I say, multiculturalism is killing? The mainstream media would love to completely ignore the failure of this grand experiment which they implicitly endorse—even as they’re forced to cover the most gruesome mile markers of the population importation scheme. Stabbings, bombings, and truck attacks are becoming all too common across the continent.

But beyond the headlines, it’s been left to independent contrarians to put the underlying pieces together, and then present the politically incorrect verdict in obscure corners of social media. These outliers are then insulted, called crackpots, accused of hate speech, and too frequently find that their social media accounts have been sent down the memory hole without warning.

But what if someday in the near future, one of these countries being overrun by refugees and immigrants who won’t assimilate, what if the native-born ethnic population puts its foot down and says no more? What if they see one too many arsons or rapes or trash piles on the street, and as a group say no to the politicians who have sold out their borders and culture?

On that day people in England or Sweden or Germany, who have been disarmed by the nanny state, create weapons with 3D printers and take the fight to people who came not to work or even adopt a “when in Rome” attitude, but simply moved in to take advantage of the kitchen sinks, the paved roads, and free medical treatment.

Yes, the idea of Europeans using knives printed in their national colors to reclaim streets and parks clogged by praying Muslims might be a bit too fanciful—sounding almost like a modern-day Rudyard Kupling screed—but the lawlessness and acid attacks in London alone should be a real wake-up call that the forced Utopia isn’t blooming, and the slow-burn status quo can’t hold indefinitely.

Will young Swedes—whose uncles created one of the fiercest and most influential heavy metal sub-genres of all time, Swedish Death Metal—will they have the courage to assert their Viking heritage by printing out golden broadswords and marching into areas the police have deemed no-go zones?

Will Italian sunbathers, when another boatload of fighting-age African men lands on the beach, put down their camera phones and protect the shores that previous generations knew instinctively to defend?

Will Germans ever shake off their post-World War Two guilt complex of being the world’s scapegoat, and proclaim that they have a right to life in the country that was built over many centuries?

Will Frenchmen, whose famous Parisian streets are now littered with mattresses and filth, will they quietly give in or remember that, Hollywood stereotypes be damned, they too were once great warriors?

The 3D Crusade. Perhaps a bit of folly best suited for a fairy tale or a poem. Or a Netflix movie about Generation Z gamers who discover that they can no longer walk freely in the streets that their great-grandfathers fought to defend. And using tactics learned in military video games, tapping into real-time CCTV feeds while communicating via headsets, the Asperger’s Army stealthily avenges bureaucratic betrayal in what goes down in history as the Memer’s Massacre.

So yes, that’s all probably too much of a stretch. But if you think people whose not-so-distant ancestors took over the whole world, will simply turn the other cheek forever when they have bloodlust baked into their DNA, I don’t think you know much about world history. Whether it’s garden tools or rifles donated by the Swiss, I don’t see how this all resolves itself peacefully.

So we’ll just have to see which of the opposing forces is stronger. Will the cucked-out legal system hold the native populations at bay long enough for Left-wing schools to indoctrinate the children of refugees, so that a snapshot of the future consists of monochrome godless socialists cheering on national soccer teams?

Or will we wake up one day soon to find that a well-coordinated underground of patriots has unleashed a version of pushback as depicted in the John Steinbeck novel “The Moon is Down”?
Because what’s good for Zimbabwe and South Africa surely applies to the homelands of other people too, right?

It’s going to be human nature pitted against the power of soy. Place your bets.

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New Novel: Reparations Mind

This is the sequel to my first novel, “Reparations USA.”

Election Season, 2028. The War for Dignity has begun. The government is reeling after hackers took control of the massive database used by the Historical Reparations Administration. As panicked techno-refugees flood its gates, the rising Church of Modestianity offers sanctuary from the surveillance state. Facing an uncertain future, the cast of “Reparations USA” returns to discover that often the greatest doubts come from within.

From the corridors of power to inner city pain… From schoolyard lessons to the trappings of fame… “Reparations Mind” is the darkly comical journey into a world where virtue signaling has become the religion of an entire generation. Buckle up and prepare to dive in, because Philip Wyeth’s irreverent satire has belly laughs… touching moments… and even a prescient vision for the future!

You can purchase the book on Amazon (e-book or paperback) and Smashwords.

***And for a limited time, e-book of “Reparations USA” is available free on Smashwords.***

Gynocentric Graduation

The Florida school shooting has again brought Leftists to the point of madness trying to ban a scary-looking rifle. (Never mind what one shotgun blast with buckshot can do…) I propose that progressives’ shortsighted and compartmentalized minds are incapable of distinguishing between manifest symptoms, and the meandering trickle of causes which eventually lead to the shocking events which they then seize upon to further their own fear-based worldview.

Let’s focus on schooling here because so much of a young person’s life revolves around that experience. First, consider how the traditional school marm’s curriculum of reading, writing, and arithmetic has been done away with. For nearly fifty years, administrators have insidiously worked to replace hard learning with a Left-leaning and feminized agenda. Debating the merits of ideas and learning to analyze them dispassionately has given way to a philosophy embodied by teamwork, docility, and thinking about feelings.

This is the ultimate subversion of the American mind. The Left has converted compulsory education from striving to reach high measurable standards—such as proficiency in English and mathematics—to a nebulous realm of socialization, cultural relativism, and even denying gender differences during students’ most hormonally charged years. The fiery, lusty human spirit is being separated from itself in clinical sex ed classes, fragmented through constant interruption and reshuffling during the day, and truncated by zero-tolerance policies against any pot that dares boil over under all this pressure.

And then observers wonder why so many of us go out into the world neurotic and unable to find peace, even when pursuing careers we allegedly desire. It is because our minds have been tainted by the policy makers and “change agents” who converted schools from preparatory academies into indoctrination centers.

Now the poison ideas that were administered through the soft voices of female teachers to classrooms full of impressionable young children are coming home to roost, and particularly among males. Why is that? Because we boys are born filled with a joy and enthusiasm for life which is slowly snuffed out and killed as it is redirected in service of a society which, while screaming about “the patriarchy” and “toxic masculinity,” has in fact become gynocentric. We are trained from a very young age to sacrifice our interests and desires to please women, but cannot succeed when the goalposts move and yesterday’s touchdown becomes today’s penalty.

Next, our conformist society refuses to explore humanity’s dark underbelly. It’s as if the stoicism of our nation’s puritanical roots has been mangled by feminism into an icy denial of gender differences—with the exception being that men’s failures are amplified while the “Dark Mother” female archetype is ignored.

In turn we all receive a one-sided education that leaves tremendous blind spots about human nature. When these truths are encountered unexpectedly, what should be normal life lessons can turn into shocking disappointment and disaster.

This willful ignorance also leaves the deep wellspring of male potential untapped, unformed, and susceptible to unleashing destruction when it is provoked out of the shadows. Instead it should be acknowledged, understood, refined, and guided so that the next generation of great men can take our society forward.

But our culture is not guided by ideas anymore, rather we merely serve female values and habits. The stigma against fighting, especially in school, is one part of the agenda that slices off healthy and necessary expressions of male nature. Our energy is demonized, banned, punished, then forcefully redirected toward goals that are antithetical to our wiring. Males today are incomplete drones suffering in a nightmarish stupor of apathy. If the cause remains unknown, it is only because so many millions of people have been brainwashed into believing the lie that “gender is a social construct.”

Not allowing boys to settle differences through fistfights only ends up creating blockage in the male psyche. Women, who can hold petty grudges for decades, don’t understand the inner workings of male disputes. When our interpersonal tensions reach a tipping point, we just need to clear it out in a brief tantrum of physical combat so that we can then get back to the gritty work of maintaining civilization, which so often requires trust, true cooperation, and men’s reliance upon each other. A scuffle can reset these levels quickly.

Could it be that so many men are lost and alienated today because female conflict resolution methods created frustrations which should have been temporary but instead got bottled up and fermented for decades? Could men’s lack of confidence stem from the fact that what they know to be the natural response was prohibited, but they never could digest the alternative remedy of “mediation”?

Fast forward to more recent times and the wave of school shootings. Dare we ask if the emasculated environment, coupled with the signs proclaiming them to be a “gun-free zone,” is why schools are not only seen as soft targets but perhaps also a fitting place for revenge by males who have had so much of their primal nature perverted by the educational system and its politicized agenda?

It’s one thing to say that you want to teach children right from wrong, and protect their innocence for as long as possible. But to shield them to the point of blindness about the ways of the world and the dangerous monster that lurks within us all—this is what sets so many adolescents up for shock and despair. How many end up on a permanently debilitating path because they have no mature guidance at this crucial time of life and make terrible decisions?

If their minds are not prepared for the complexities of life, this is society’s great failure. How much teenage crime, pregnancy, and apathy can be blamed on a culture which tries to pretend away the primal and timeless aspects of human nature?

Historically, redirecting youthful vitality toward focused and productive aims was what produced great cities and armies. But as we go deeper into this era where there is so little physical or other meaningful work to be done, it seems as if we’ve reached a fateful impasse. The culture of political correctness combined with increasing technological displacement is taking our society to an existential precipice with no sane place to turn.

Our words are being stripped of meaning under the guise of “inclusiveness.” A gynocentric value system continues to metastasize across all aspects of life, moving beyond schools and the workplace into movies and even sports. Automation encroaches more and more upon the blue collar industries, those last bastions where men could do real work unfettered by office culture’s spirit-choking policies and totalitarian HR departments.

As society continues to back makes into a dark psychological corner of mistrust and stunted potential, what will be the catalyst for us to demand a constructive realignment toward balance? Or will we keep withdrawing into ourselves as our souls implode, and merely looking on with more understanding than emotion when one of our brothers blows off steam in a bloodbath?

Author’s note: This piece was originally written in December of 2017 while I brainstormed topics for my fiction. In light of recent events, it seemed important to publish it now as an editorial in order to join the pushback against the rabid Leftists who are blind to how their own fragmented and disingenuous worldview often precipitates these headline-grabbing massacres.

My forthcoming novel, the sequel to “Reparations USA,” will also touch on some of the ideas presented here.

Showdown for the Future: Strzok’s Government Guards Versus the Blockchain Gang

The following article first appeared on Steemit on January 23, 2018.

Government lackeys deleting FBI agent Peter Strzok’s texts may delay justice, but it will only serve to accelerate the blockchain revolution. Because while the operatives who pulled off this latest data disappearance caper may be giggling like Geishas today, a generation of idealists battle hardened after countless similar disillusioning obfuscations finally have the tools to do more than just “go Galt.”

It’s blockchain, it’s cryptos, it’s a philosophy of honesty and trust built to thrive within the very disinfecting sunlight that the cockroaches who run our world fear so much. And as they are backed into the last dark corner they will make one final stand to save a system that exists only to draw our blood and give mediocre people who lack humility a taste of power.

For too long people in government have been terrible stewards of our ship of state. Whether through incompetence or outright corruption, their steady pattern of negligence is unforgivable and—to use one of their own catch phrases—unacceptable. It defies logic that the government can pull up footage of you jaywalking five years ago but can’t fulfill the essential charters which allegedly justify its large, fancy office parks—as evidenced by the now NSA claiming to have lost surveillance data collected during the George W. Bush administration.

Further, what’s even more sickening is their self-aggrandizing culture of smirking “public servants” constantly patting themselves on the back, which only leads to overconfidence in the honest and brazenness by the crooked. The Coen Brothers’ horrifyingly hilarious lampoon of DC-area culture in the movie “Burn After Reading” comes to mind.

It’s a never-ending series of inept displays where the government gets off scot-free, no one is punished, and nothing changes. Yet somehow we serfs remain on the hook for every parking ticket, cell phone data overage, or typo on our tax forms.

Because in our world, not only is it “a big club and you ain’t in it,” apparently we were too stupid to join one of these wings of the Enforcement Class which, while not enjoying a life as luxurious as the extremely wealthy and powerful they serve, do get to live in relative comfort and are afforded institutional protections to hide behind after every blunder.

In a society forced to feed this bloated bureaucratic racket, is it any wonder that intelligent and capable people of an independent nature are checking out? Some move an existing business out of a high-tax state, while others like Karl Denninger simply refuse to start another venture until the system cleans itself up and stops disincentivizing risk taking.

And despite the stock market’s recent wild run, there has been a shift away from traditional investing after one too many market crashes fostered generational mistrust in the system. Right now that withdrawn brainpower and investment capital are pouring into cryptocurrencies, not just as a store of value but as an exodus into a new post-paradigm era of earnest, decentralized trust.

This will be a devastating blow for government hierarchies that employ lazy button pushers living under the delusion that because they receive a government paycheck they are patriots. Also threatened is the army of dependents the government needs to keep helpless in order to justify its own existence. Expect to see a PR campaign of sob stories about them which attempts to defend the status quo.

Proponents of the old paradigm should be deathly afraid of the rising young generation whose personality is a curious blend of Doctom Boom enthusiasm, mellow hipster non-judgmentalism, and tech-savvy competence that integrates numerous fields of knowledge. They are fueled by a no-nonsense impatience for the symbiotic racket of pandering for votes and handouts that they have seen demoralize the national climate through the axis of government, finance, and military since 9/11.

Perhaps they saw their parents lose a house during the 2008 Financial Crisis. Or maybe their older brother had to close a small business. All under the shadow of entities deemed “too big to fail” receiving billions to keep their own ossified doors open. But the young have been watching. And today, empowered by brains making connections as fast as the devices in their hands, they’re marching fearlessly to take back the world.

God bless them for it. May they have the audacity to forge a better future for us all under their banner of selfie-taking, equity-seeking, idealistic expertise. Those of us who are a little older, who got scorched by the fires of disappointment and abused trust, we are rooting for you. We were once as hopeful and now hold you in admiration for taking things to the next level.

Because maybe we got caught looking backwards trying to honor a system of ideas, both taught to us in school and preached by the mainstream media, that was in fact secretly being undermined by our trusted leaders the whole time. If you don’t begrudge us that we came up short, we won’t look at you with envy. Will you perhaps throw us a bone on the way to your triumph?

I Lost 40 Pounds Without Exercising – Part One: Exploring the Process

In June of 2016 I weighed 245 pounds. By March of 2017 I was down to 205 pounds. Since then I have not only maintained that weight but recently dropped to slightly below 200 pounds. I’m six feet tall, male, age 38.

And I lost the 40 pounds without frantically running, pumping iron, or any other formal exercise routine. Besides taking normal walks a couple times a week, the only outward change to my lifestyle was switching my work station to a stand-up desk.

The real difference maker was the series of small tweaks to what I ate and then sticking to the process over that initial eight-month period until I’d reached my goal. Now I want to to share what I’ve learned to help the people who are banging their heads against the wall trying to figure out how to lose weight.

Several people I know had used that phrase to explain their own dietary success. “I had to learn how to eat,” they said. But what does that really mean?! Even a term like “caloric deficit” is enough to make someone’s eyes glaze over.

So to keep it simple, think about when you accidentally cut your finger. Over the next week your body will initiate a process to heal that area without your having to think about it—because it knows what to do!

If you extend that logic to the rest of your body, and think about all the systems and processes at work in the background, surely the digesting of food is one of them. So what went wrong that so many people are overweight today?

First, we live in an era where there’s a glut of food. Every kind of food is available virtually year round and in portions much larger than in the past. Fruits used to be seasonal and smaller, so if you’re eating a large orange or apple each day and thinking that you’re doing the healthy thing, in truth you’re eating too much sugar. Yes, even though it comes in more natural form than processed cane sugar, it’s still too much. Take a baby step into better eating habits right now by chopping that apple in half or orange into quarters and eat the smaller portion each day.

Another major core concept which most people don’t think about but which is so easy to implement is focusing on eating pure, simple ingredients. The less processed the food you put into your mouth, the better. But this does not mean you have to eat bland, raw meals or not feel full!

Up until the first half of last century, humans mostly ate unadulterated food. Our bodies know how to process that stuff because it’s what we ate for thousands and thousands of years. So today it’s not just the overabundance of food that makes us fat, but the way it’s prepared. For example, shelf-stable vegetable oils which have been hydrogenated are not as easily digested as a traditionally cold-pressed olive oil. And what do you know, at the grocery store the corn oil is much cheaper than the olive oil, so is it any wonder that most people choose that?

Look at the ingredients list of pretty much any processed food at the grocery store. You’ll see all kinds of random ingredients that no one would think to use if making homemade versions of say, salsa or bread. Even foods that serve as treats, like cookies and cake, often have so much junk filler that the ingredients list reads like fine print on a warning label.

The biggest eye opener for me was jellies and jams back when I used to eat toast and bagels for breakfast. I found that virtually every brand had some sort of syrup, artificial preservative, coloring, or sugar added. The only brand that was simply made of fruit was a French one called St. Dalfour. Worst of all is those little Smuckers packets you see at diners—I kid you not, each tiny sliver has both corn syrup and high fructose corn syrup! It’s pure garbage and no one should eat it.

I will expand on these ideas throughout this series of articles, but for now let’s focus on this thought: your body will do the work to lose that excess weight if you don’t overload it with junk that interferes with its operating system. Here are three easy tips to start you on the road to steady weight loss:

1) Simplify your eggs: Instead of cooking an omelet in oil, hard boil those eggs. I also throw small mushrooms into the water and eat those with the eggs. Grind some sea salt on top for taste.

2) Cook your meals in bulk: It’s a lot easier to resist that temptation to grab fast food after a stressful day at work if you know that you have more healthy and filling prepared food sitting at home in the fridge. Even if you cut out only one fast food run per week, that’s 500-1000 extra bad calories you’re not forcing your body to deal with.

3) Avoid juicing and shakes: While I used to own a juicer and the veggie-heavy blends I made were helpful when I lost some weight in back 2014, in truth you really do want to be putting solid food into your stomach so it that takes time for your body to digest it. Otherwise those quickly absorbed nutrients will pass right through your system and you’ll likely feel hungry again too soon.

Here’s the chicken recipe that has been part of my weight loss arsenal. I usually buy them in bulk packages of five, which saves me $1 per pound and ensures I that have a healthy dinner all week.

The chicken: Bone-in, skin-on breasts. You want the good fat that’s in the skin.
The marinade: In a mixing bowl add mustard, apple cider vinegar, pepper, salt, onion powder, garlic powder, and a dash of Italian seasoning. Stir the mixture, add the chicken, then cover the bowl and put it into the fridge for 15 minutes. Preheat your oven to bake at 350.

The secret weapon: Take the chicken out and place it onto a baking sheet, then sprinkle a healthy portion of Italian seasoning on top—this will bring out unbelievable flavor through the skin, which the mustard also makes semi-crispy. Depending on the size/weight of the breasts, cooking time is 50-55 minutes.

If you’ve never successfully seen a weight loss project through to the end, the hardest part is believing that what you’re trying to do will work. All I can say is that sticking to it over the long term will get you better results than buying into some bold claims about losing a lot of weight in less than a month. Taking this patient but relentless approach will allow you to forgive yourself if you have a moment of weakness—plus once a week you should take a cheat day where it’s okay to eat some bad stuff.

But we’ll get into that and so much more in future articles. Thanks for reading and good luck. Remember, at times this road may feel lonely but it truly is well traveled, so keep the faith and stick it out to the end!

[The preceding article first appeared on Steemit on January 20, 2018.]