Being an asshole

At the level of principle, and certainly practice, I think the world needs assholes.  It needs people insufficiently concerned with social niceties to refrain from saying things nobody else will say.  Quite often, until somebody vocalizes the obvious, no one is willing to act on it.

The essence of the Fabian method–and it has succeeded spectacularly and continues to do so–is that smiling, polite psychopaths can rule the world by making it impolite for anyone to oppose them.  They simply ask a little more, day by day, month by month, year by year, until you have people getting arrested for saying boys can’t become girls just by declaring themselves to be.  This is 2019 in Britain, home of Fabianism (whose window is still on the London School of Economics).

You need people who prefer to be alone with their truth, to people willing to accommodate themselves to anything just to avoid social censure.  Small concessions, continued over time, become large concessions.  Concede nothing. 

Use good manners if you can.  I need to find and cultivate more diplomatic ways of telling people to go fuck themselves, but however it gets expressed, crudely or eloquently, concede nothing in principle.

We live in a fantastic nation.  We live in a fantastic time, with endless possibility, but we have countless traitors to our way of life who–knowingly or not–are trying to tear it all down.  I truly believe this.

If the world would merely imitate us, if it would protect human rights, particularly property rights, protect free trade, and political freedom, it would become us.  They do not need to come here.  There are no secrets to our success.