#and just try and read headlines from a trusted source to keep myself aware?

[jackatlas]

ngl everytime i look at the news these days i get a step closer to just ending it all but then i remember that i cannot do that because that would mean they won

[natromanxoff]

Most of you probably know about the alleged tape incident of Roger’s. After constantly getting pissed off because of him getting called as “dumbass”, seeing people trying to find and watch the video (let’s be honest that is actually a little impertinent); now I am able to acknowledge better how someone out there made up some incorrect version about this, maybe even totally fake, story and the misinformation had spread around. It’s actually getting even worse when the incident in question might not have happened at all.

Last month, I have come across and received the scan of another article which had headlines about this matter. And guess what? While I was only expecting to read pure nonsense again, there was more about it - I realized that it doesn’t tell about it as Roger giving the wrong tape and it’s totally different. The Sun said “it’s stolen" too but everybody around has been saying “he gave it”. Before I start, I’d like to point out some important points: 

1. Be aware that this is, even though it has reached out to tabloids, a private issue. Whether the story is wrong or right, this is a story about a private stuff of them. Above all, Roger is already a private person himself about his personal life. Please be respectful at that if you ever say something about it.

2. You all use this story to mock him in some ways which I don’t really appreciate – it’s kind of like IILWMC –, don’t do it. I am not writing this down for you to change the context and make more jokes. My sole purpose is trying to stop this ‘gave the wrong tape’ accusation because I don’t see any source or proof regarding that. Send me if there’s any but I don’t think there is.

3. Always remember that these are only tabloid stuff. Most of the time, they are not credible or creditable at all. Those are the same papers which wrote all the horrible things when Freddie passed away. It’s hard to trust anything that those unreliable papers wrote about. But, at least, we’ll be able to see the origin of some details. Basically, keep in mind that this whole thing might not have happened at all but it also mentions nothing about him making a mistake - that part doesn’t appear anywhere on the internet actually, except on the words of fans’.

4. Let’s just not delve into this subject much more than necessary but only read the paper to see what it says. As I said, this post is written only for information.

We all know about The Sun article (May 4th, 1991). The one I mentioned now is from Sunday Mirror (SM) (May 5th, 1991). There is a couple of interesting points when you compare these two; that person asked for £10,000 from the first one anonymously and £5,000 from the second one by arranging a meeting; The Sun says they let the police know about it and some progress have already been made, SM says they gave the files to detectives the previous night; The Sun is somehow able to tell that the video was recorded in the previous year but also tells that it’s not known how the copy was made, meanwhile SM describes it with details. They make me nothing but more suspicious, like they are in contradict and something feels off. Did he request two different amounts of money from two different newspaper company by having only one copy to see which one will accept? Or were there more than one copy? If there were more than one, it makes me think that people would have found it by now. I am not going to question these anymore though, I don’t want to do that and it’s not my aim at all, because the main point I’d like to talk about and correct is how the tape has reached out to Douglas Lane, the person who tried to sell it,: by the man who was hired to do some work at Roger’s home when he was away. He thought the tape he saw on the shelf is a video from The Miracle album and took it home to watch so he basically ‘stole’ it because he ended up making a copy and giving it to Lean.

Lean claimed the tape had been “borrowed” and copied by a 47-old-friend.

The man had been hired to do building work at Taylor’s £700,000 second home in Kensington, West London, while the star was away.

He took the tape from a shelf thinking it was a video from Queen’s Miracle album.

Lean said: “He is a Queen fan so he thought he would take it home and have a look at it.”

And Douglas, who earns money in an unsatisfying amount, thought that he would get more by selling it.

“He had the sense to copy it and put the original back, but he didn’t do anything with the copy.

“He knew I was involved in music and told me about it.”

Lean, who drives a concrete mixer by day and earns £20 a night playing guitar in pubs, said: “I immediately thought I could make myself a packet out of it.

“It was my idea to sell it.”

Sunday Mirror writes that Lean said Roger edited the tape so that after those “sessions”, you see Breakthru video and he labelled the tape “Breakthru promo”.

“Taylor has no idea the video has been copied,” said Lean.

He said the tape was labelled “Breakthrough Promo” — the name of the band’s single from the Miracle album.”

I mean, really? I honestly don’t have any idea why he would do that. Why would he add a private video on a same tape with one of Queen videos? Why would he bother? If he did, why does he label it with that? Why does that worker get so curious about a video from 2 years ago? Maybe he didn’t have chance to see it in those two years, that could be the only answer. But why does he bring it to his home rather than watching it in Roger’s home? Surely, he wouldn’t see any problem at that as he’s fine with taking something that doesn’t belong to him. It’s purely a chance that he came across with something unexpected which will make him want to copy it at his home.

And after everything, this is apparently what Lean says:

But he insisted: The video was not stolen. It was just borrowed and copied.”

I can say a lot of words right now but I won’t… If all these things are really true, that is not an excuse of taking someone’s private stuff to copy without their consent, not ethical at all as he aimed to sell it and make it public. Ergo it was indeed stolen.

So, see? There is no “mixing the tapes and giving the wrong tape to a fan”. I assume this article must be the first place where that wrong version came from. And if it is telling the truth, there seems to be no mistake he has done here because his private stuff has been taken from his property unbeknownst to him. Briefly, we don’t know for sure if they had a tape and if it has really reached out to someone but if it did, then I believe this is high likely how it would happen.

It’s worth to mention that there is another theory regarding these news, that it’s been arranged to take media’s attention off Freddie. I can’t tell which one is true or if both them are wrong and nothing even happened, of course. It’s up to you, choosing whatever you’re going to believe in. But know that I can’t see any creditable source about him giving the wrong tape - so I wouldn’t suggest believing in that or keeping talking about it - and there might be more about this that we don’t / won’t know about so it’s only haste to make a judgement based on these. 

Last note about something regarding him in general: Please, don’t take the different versions of this story and comments about them into account when you form your opinion about him because only those things don’t define him. Or the other way around, “if it’s Roger, it’s probably true - he would do it” attitude is not really fair when we consider that it’s actually you who chose to perceive him in that way by getting influenced whether by the movie or some ‘facts’ around - they do not reflect some aspects of him in the right way. Always try to find an original source. It is not always only him who would have his fun in those various ways, it is possible for any other rock star. All of them did some stuff - sometimes some really bad stuff - but it is not only Roger (I don’t mean the stated story here though, I honestly can’t see anything bad there). So him being the one who is involved in this story doesn’t prove or provide any authenticity. If everyone complies with that while critizing him or not approving something about him, it is always acceptable and welcomed, in my opinion. And that is valid about everyone, of course.

[bryonysimcox]

Thoughts on Mindfulness, Onions and Jealousy: Week 10, Spain

It’s hard to fathom that we’ve entered double digits as I count the weeks we’ve been living away from the UK, and even harder to fathom the coronavirus crisis that the world continues to face. This week, I explore mindfulness, barbequed spring onions and the evils of jealousy.

The last week of March has brought both sunshine and rain here in Catalonia. Sunday was glorious, and the warm rays of sun felt like nature’s invitation to take the afternoon off from film editing and staring at screens. Even I, who usually finds it hard to ‘just’ chill out, responded to this invitation and slowed right down, sipping cheap Spanish lager and whiling the day away with a good book. By contrast, there have been numerous days of solid rain here too. Temperatures have dropped and George and I remain huddled inside, wrapped in layers and eternally grateful to have a house to stay in throughout lockdown.

It looks like the weather in the UK has been pretty glorious. It’s sod’s law that after a long winter, when Brits are finally ready to get out and about, everyone is required to stay at home and can only see and admire the sunshine from afar.

This state of lockdown is undoubtedly a reminder of our need to access nature, especially for those who are living in urban areas and apartments.

The flipside to the restrictions, of course, is that reduced travel and activity means reduced carbon emissions and pollutants. Like many others, my heart has been lifted by photos of Venice’s canals which now run clear, satellite imagery and data showing dramatically reduced air pollution in major cities, or sound recordings of magnificent birdsong made audible thanks to minimal traffic. Similarly, whilst I’m not a huge fan of the rain, it’s a real blessing here in Catalonia, a region which is often very dry. The land around us in the cottage is looking more luscious than ever, and the rain is doing wonders for the green beans, olives, herbs and spring onions (or ‘calcots’, but more on them later) which grow here.

(images) Mother nature’s gifts.

I’ve been feeling infinitely more connected to nature while living in lockdown. Not necessarily because we’re staying in the countryside, though that helps, but perhaps because I’m increasingly aware of my dependence on it. The natural world (which we often forget were a part of) provides us with the sustenance we need to survive, and I can’t help but feel like empty supermarket shelves in the UK are a symbol of how disconnected people are to where food actually comes from, and the supply chain which starts with mother nature.

Nature is not only essential as a source of food but as a source of energy from which we nurture our minds.

The alarming spread of coronavirus and its devastating and far-reaching effects threaten to overwhelm me. As I mentioned in last week’s post, I constantly feel at the edge of this overwhelm, ready to be swept under by the noise and chaos of news headlines which just keep getting worse. In an active effort to address these feelings without adopting a ‘keep calm and carry on’ approach of outright avoidance, I have started to practice mindfulness, using breathwork techniques from Gaba Podcast’s daily sessions.

Nature has become a central part of my amateur mindfulness practice, as it provides a constant calming presence in the now on which to focus. Simple things in the natural world have proven incredibly grounding, like the cycle from day to night, the passing of clouds across the sky, the sound of little birds scuffling across the roof of the cottage and the fresh aroma of soil after it’s rained. Of course these elements don’t erase the existence of Covid-19 and the lives it is both threatening and taking, but they provide a counterweight to the noise and anticipatory grief that I’m experiencing.

(images) Stuff can get pretty overwhelming at the moment, so the natural world has become a steadfast element on which to rest my focus.

I have also been thinking about the way in which nature is not just a resource to be taken from, for our wellbeing and our existence, but something to give back to. I’ve been inspired by so many people I follow online, and their mutual apprehension that this could be a pivotal point of change for the world. Their shared thoughts and musings suppose that we might move away from our addiction with consumption and competition, and towards more regenerative cultures. Friend and ex-colleague, Adam Russell, has written a fantastic summary of ten books worth reading if you’re interested in regenerative cultures and living in harmony with the planet. The summary can be found at the Saltbush Projects website, which documents the pretty cool journey that Adam and his family are taking in suburban Australia, of growing food, making things and living more simply. Adam’s project is one of a few which are inspiring George and I to shape up our own dreams for a self-sustaining lifestyle and off-grid house.

Amid panic, paranoia and overwhelm, I am optimistic about a different future in which equality, sustainability and community emerge as the shared values by which we live.

Unlike the accounts of our adventures before lockdown, I don’t have much to report on a day-by-day basis. Back during our time in France and our initial month in Spain it felt as though every day was rammed with new experiences and places that George and I had visited in the van! Now though, the days start to merge into one, and I have lost my usual motivation to spring out of bed and into action. I try not to beat myself up about it, and in fact have leaned into the ‘not-knowing’ of the future and the monotony of the present. I trust that one day, somehow, our travels will continue, and try to reaffirm the motto “I’m exactly where I need to be” even when it can feel super frustrating that all life plans are on hold for the time being.

(images, left to right) Layered up in lockdown as it rains outside, watching a live stream DJ set from England complete with visuals created (live, too) remotely by my brother in Scotland!, and slowing down and soaking up the sun on Sunday.

The monotony of the present has also allowed for me to reflect inwardly. I think a crisis of the magnitude that the world currently faces puts certain things into perspective, and after another week filled with skype calls and catch-ups, I don’t think I’m alone in my increase in philosophical thoughts. The insecurities of weight gain, obsessions with career progression, anticipation for planned holidays, fixations with buying new things and other everyday thoughts shared amongst my friends and I now seem like petty hiccups in the grand scheme of life.

Food, friends, our health and shared prosperity feel like the only things that matter anymore.

On that note, I’ve been thinking about jealousy - a strange and ugly emotion that I have grappled with for years. In last week’s post I talked about my shifting relationship with social media in recent weeks, and the possibility that sharing things like photos and status updates can be perceived as insensitive, and perhaps even trigger jealousy. Whilst it could have seemed that I was referring to jealousy induced by the things that I post, I have also been thinking about my own jealousy, and taking a tiny step back from Instagram and Facebook has been part of that.

As a child, I remember being preoccupied with other people’s looks and achievements. I think at one point I even claimed to my mum that I wanted to be my best friend! That jealous streak is something which has filtered through my life, and it’s probably only in the last five years that I really feel like I’ve faced up to it. Jealousy is horrible for so many reasons, but for me, not only did it make me feel rubbish but it also impeded my ability to be happy for others. Instead of relishing in shared pride for a friend or family member’s success or good fortune, that success would become a cruel tool to devalue myself. It would push my focus away from them, and back onto me, leaving me both as a crap friend and a selfish individual.

(Image) I’ve grappled with jealous over the years, a muddy and confusing emotion that threatens your ability to reflect on yourself and others.

This period of lockdown feels like a closing chapter for me in addressing jealousy, which is perhaps why I’m sharing it even if it seems personal, in the hope that it may be of use to someone else.

When I say ‘closing chapter’, it’s not as though jealousy will never rear its ugly head again, because of course it will. But the common cause of tackling this horrible virus has been a trigger for me to consolidate what I’ve been practicing these last five years: to turn jealousy around into more constructive feelings, like pride and admiration for others, and aspiration or contentment for myself. All that said, it is really hard to find coherent words to explain my relationship with jealousy, and I do not at all profess to be immune to it! I only hope that I can continue to address it head on, rather than suppress it and let it eat away at me.

On the topic of eating, food has become a crucial part of mentally surviving lockdown! George and I have been cherishing the opportunity to take longer to cook, to experiment with new recipes, and even new ingredients (if we can find them in the tightly controlled supermarkets). I know we’re not alone in this, and have heard stories of friends’ first homemade loaf of bread, experiments with pickling and fermentation, making pasta by hand and brewing beer at home. By cooking and eating more slowly, I think we are also showing our appreciation to nature, and re-assigning value to a ritual intrinsic to humanity.

Calçots, as I mentioned at the start, have been a magical little food discovery for the two of us. A type of green onion renowned in Catalonia, calçots are best cooked on an open fire. After letting them crisping up for five minutes, you peel the blackened outer skin off to reveal a sweet and juicy inner, which when dipped in romesco sauce, is absolutely delicious.

(images, left to right) Calçots in the garden, roasting over a fire, and ready for dipping in sauce.

The sauce, known as ‘Salsa de Calçots’, can be made at home with blanched almonds, hot peppers, garlic, tomatoes and olive oil, but we actually picked some up in the supermarket. A few nights this week, we’ve had the pleasure of cooking calçots like this, and not only do they taste incredible, but they’re messy, fun and super simple.

While it could sound ridiculous, small experiences like cooking fresh spring onions on an open fire have transcended into special, almost spiritual moments of communion for me. I believe we need these glimpses of normality and conviviality to survive what is an extreme and scary time.

As it sinks in that we could all be living like this for a while now, let’s not forget to look after ourselves and others. Rather than settle for judgement and jealousy, I am trying to equip myself with kindness and compassion, a choice inspired by the nurses and doctors, farmers and supermarket workers, respirator-makers and scrubs-sewers, soup kitchen volunteers and careworkers, newly-appointed homeschoolers and online mindfulness coaches.

These people give me hope.

[republicstandard]

Clout and Conscience

A Practical Application for Using the Aristocratic White-Lady Voice in Real Life

I've joked for years that my porcelain complexion is really just brilliant, aristocracy white. Until about a year ago, that would have been the extent of discussing my race amongst mixed company, or even in the presence of other whites. After finding the alt-right in the wake of C-ville, I've learned a tremendous amount about what internalizing and projecting white identity really entails. This knowledge has motivated me to do my best to change what I can when I can for fellow whites who aren’t consciously aware of the calculated demographic displacement that has been accelerated since the Obama-Era.

Most notably, in the last 6 months or so, I’ve started leveraging my woman status and utilizing what I call “my aristocratic white-lady voice.” I have found that it is an effective way to challenge friend, foe and stranger alike to think outside of the safe zone they’ve been duped into believing is truth and in turn, shed light on where they can really find safety.

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I have some insights to pass along to others in our movement who want to adopt the challenge to make IRL outreach a daily goal—to constantly have that sense of agency at the forefront of our minds and for our people. . .

Here's my story.

My first bit of advice is to become known as a source of information for normal people around you, even if you think you can’t possibly keep up with everything relevant (let’s face it, you can’t, but try, and don't make excuses).

Being known as someone who is well-informed (with regard to often misconstrued historical “facts,” as well as current events)—someone people ask questions of, seeking answers about what is happening—sets us up to be people that, by nature, can be very un-confrontational in low-key redpilling.

When I say I leverage my woman status, I mean people naturally find me less threatening when venturing into topics that may otherwise come across as taboo. The reason for this may be that—either by their perception that I am not likely to be well-informed, or that I am not a confrontational threat because I do not have a vested interest in politics or current events—the bias exists even with other women.

Either way, I use this leverage—whatever the reason I find it in my tool kit—to my advantage and always think of myself as starting with the upper hand. However, this same leverage is the very reason why I have taken a keen interest in helping others—women in particular—see things in a new way. It is also why I am so careful to view this as a process. Most importantly, it is a process that can be used by both women and men in our movement to reach out to our respective normals.

Ultimately, if we can start discussing topics inside of the mainstream media, the NPC media, or even those that make it to the proverbial “water cooler,” and push the conversation outside of those basic talking points to begin providing alt-right takes on them, we have the opportunity to start doing real footwork in our daily lives and making inroads with people we can pull over to our side.

A real-life example of this in my recent daily life was with a co-worker who mentioned they saw something about the leave statement from Gen. Mattis. This person hadn’t made time to read all of the article but had only seen the headline. They asked me what was going on “because they knew I would know” - so a sense of trust had been established with this person, giving me the opportunity to break it down into manageable parts and with a viewpoint they would not have gotten from any news article - but a viewpoint that doesn’t immediately alarm this person that I’m a white nationalist. In this case, we talked through, but ultimately the bottom line they walked away with was knowing that Mad Dog was pissed Trump withdrew from Syria.

I was happy I had been able to get those thoughts out there and have them received so well because it opened up a decent conversation about why that was a good move and why we need to continue to withdraw from the area and let (((our allies))) manage their own business.

2018 gave us several prime opportunities to open discussions in this way, and I think one of the best had to be the NPC meme. It was great for a number of reasons, but one thing it's helped me to understand is that even we have over-generalized normies. There's a sort of caste system inside of the normie world. NPC has helped corral some of those sheep from the flock, and better identify whites that are open to finding white identity for themselves - but there are some that are on the precipice of being "minutemen ready” while there are others who are just frustrated and realizing this nice normal PC world they have always known is gone, and it disgusts them. Others are so low-info that they don't even have any idea just how much danger they are in, or if they do suspect it, they are choosing to live blind.

These are some very basic-bitch points to explore in a deeper delve later on, but to be really effective, I think we have to know what approach to take with each one of these types of people. Some in our movement have just blanketly said that we need to be more direct without caution. While I understand the urge to “confront” these people, I think it is more important to keep in mind that the message of the left is now explicit incivility, and even a mild perception of pushing a little on these people isn't going to resonate well with them (this may be where we saw a decrease in the white women’s vote in the midterms). We ought naught fight fire with fire in that way; at least not with those that will be most effective in increasing our numbers. The fact is, these folks are not likely to confront the fight on their own, so we bring the fight to them and give them the confidence and knowledge to know how to fight back and most importantly, permission to do so.

Let's talk about confidence first and how that relates to knowledge in a symbiotic way . . . This, of course, requires an honest examination of one’s own strengths and weaknesses. We need to play to our strengths and counter-balance our weaknesses. What I specifically mean by that is recognizing that there are 2 primary types of intelligence; those who are knowledgeable and those who are logical. These two are not mutually exclusive, unfortunately, as I am sure most of you already are aware. . . .we all know people who have a vast accumulation of knowledge but really lack the ability to apply that knowledge practically or in any meaningful way. There is a good majority of people who aren't big brain intellectuals on politics, history, or current events, but most whites have street smarts, common sense, or whatever else can be said of being able to think and reason.

There are a select few people who have a high degree of both, and in my experience, these folks also often have a third component that comprises of high emotional intelligence. They are naturally confident, active-listeners and intuitive in understanding the thoughts and actions of others. These are our movers and shakers. These folks have energy and a lot of it. Think Ann Coulter, Tucker Carlson.

Of course, the daily reality we encounter consists of people who are made up of different combinations of these types of intelligence to varying degrees on the spectrum. However, raising our self-awareness and knowing where we fall on that spectrum can provide us with motivation to not only become more knowledgeable through independent study, but in dealing with others, it is vital to find common ground and not let ourselves venture in to arenas we aren’t as well-equipped to handle (namely, because it is counter-intuitive and can actually deal damage by taking non-confrontational talking points and making them forced but unsupported – with regard to voicing alt-right tenets in daily interaction or as commentary).

I always like to keep in mind a phrase my dad began telling me when I was very young: "It is better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to open one's mouth and remove all doubt." My point being, that once we zero in on those individuals we need to engage with in order to keep the collective “us” moving forward, our credibility will remain delicate while trust is being built because of the doxa that surrounds a very new and “mysterious” movement to people who are just becoming comfortable with being conscious of white identity as a concept. We must manifest and/or amplify confidence to accurately represent our ideology, and that starts with knowing, accepting and profiting from our strengths and deferring our weaknesses to resources that can cover our personal deficits. That is how we will pass along our knowledge of the truth.

Knowing and accepting where we fall short also allows us to line up people in our corner who are made for those tasks, and we can point our friends in the direction of those people (and their works, ideas, even something as simple as sharing memes - thanks to @petercozy for all the great Graham clips during the Kavanaugh hearings).

The second thing is to keep a healthy perspective on where we ourselves started and where we have progressed. I think most of our alt-right leaders do an excellent job of reminding people to not be too judgmental or black-pilled about those still not awake. . . give them a little bit of rope, so to speak. But rope to tie around their waist so we can pull them out of the well of shame they no doubt have been cast in to.

What we want to be always leading up to, is permission to think outside of the conformed safe zone . . . I was always right-leaning growing up, and I cast my first vote for DUBYA, but by the time he finished his first term, I described myself as a "registered Republican, who could really better be described as more of a Conservative” . . . AS IF there were really a distinction to be made. This was my own intuition subconsciously recognizing I wasn’t all the way in with the GOP, but still too low-info/energy enough to not yet know that the neo-cons, paleo-cons or civ nats weren’t really going to offer me anything better.

I had a very brief period as a Libertarian and even considered voting for "what's his face"** but ultimately made my way to the Trump train and in-line with the rest of my cohort, the 53% of college-educated white women. (**I intended to look up the name of this candidate but I have decided to leave it as is because it is a literal testament to how low-energy and ineffective the Libertarian movement is).

I started looking in to the alt-right after C-ville, mostly as a morbid curiosity (how could I have NOT known about these horrible, monstrous people) and then the more I listened, the more I read, I eventually stopped fighting the notion that there wouldn’t be “just one more podcast,” but rather, maybe this was where I belonged. I remember hearing certain things about race, IQ and especially the JQ that left me with a physical feeling, a burning feeling almost.

Looking back on that now, I consider it my “un-shaming.” A literal shedding of white guilt. At times I disgusted myself, I worried what it meant for my soul to find refuge, relief, a sense of homecoming and purpose in ideals I had always been taught were inherently evil. This must be reconciled before we make the choice to be open with our beliefs or try to bring our people to our side because we will continue to be told that, and it takes great resolve to not only know that you are still right but to still like yourself at the end of the day.

I share my experience because as part of the 53%, I feel a keen sense that there are even more women in my position who agree but haven’t recognized that the consequences of the outcome of NOT trying to progress the white identity agenda are far worse than that first time of being called a racist or Nazi. Again, the first few times this happened to me, it stung, and I use that word because in terms of a physical feeling. That is literally what it felt like. I’m not one to kowtow easily, and I recognize that can be uncommon, but I don’t think I would have the fortitude to withstand this fight confidently without the alt-right as a movement, the knowledge it's given me, and the hope in knowing that I have a people behind me. My people. My white people.

I also want to be clear that I'm not making the case that swinging all of these women to the alt-right is going to be what takes us to the next level, but I am pointing to my experience because as a woman, presumably, we are raising the next generation (if the better part of this number haven’t bought into the fun, hip childless lifestyle). I also think that we don’t need all of these women to go all the way to the right in order to see success more clearly defined, but they do need to internalize the risks and promote the benefits that can be gained from a mindset rooted in white identity, if only in the periphery.

We will make great gains if they are on board with the idea of a perfect symbiosis. Then, if they aren’t willing to risk IRL outreach, we need them at least to support the men in their lives, so that they can return that to us - confidence, knowledge, and permission, which are all facets of safety. Women inherently need to feel safe, and we need our up and coming generation to feel safe and embody these same traits. Unfortunately, most of them just don't know how dangerous the circumstances have become. My desire to push the alt-right mindset into the mainstream is a direct result of exposing the danger of the current path for our young men and women.

I’ve accepted that a good portion of my white friends are not going to make it all the way across the Rubicon, but I nonetheless will never tire of leading the fight to them and helping them to unshackle themselves from the chains of white guilt.

Lastly, I would say that we cannot be bound too tightly to rules of engagement, in terms of tact. For example, to make an effect, we don’t always have to directly call out race, but can do so implicitly. There was a cute, young, white couple in the grocery store last week who saw some crazy group of kids running and blocking the aisleways, bumping into display kiosks while their grippos-and-gubment-cheese mother loafed casually on her phone. She was also obviously holding up the aisleway. We were about 10 feet away, and the guy turns to the girl and says, “We ARE NOT having kids.” As she was laughing and agreeing with him, I leaned in, put on my aristocratic white lady voice and said,  “Oh come on, don’t let poor choices and bad parenting from our neighbor here scare you off from the joy of becoming a great mom and dad.”

They were taken aback a little, as most people I encounter are when you even say the word “white” or “black.” In those instances, they immediately bristle and look around to see if anyone else was listening, and this wasn't any different except that I didn't say anything about race explicitly. They still seemed to understand knowingly, and ultimately they light-heartedly laughed, smiled politely and continued to shake their heads in a sort of dumbfounded way as they went around to another aisle to bypass the chaos.

I would never have been so bold a year ago. But today, I know what is at stake. Today, I accept that if I sit back and just watch, the great world my white ancestors built will crumble and burn - more than it burnt inside to know that the bitter lies I had been lead to believe were just a cloak of shame. Today, I know where I stand in my abilities. I am confident with the resources I have at my disposal in the areas where I am weak. But most importantly, today I have permission to have pride in my race, culture and to succeed in promoting the real values we want. Even when I fail, even if we all fail, I know where my people are and who really has my back.

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I do not think we will fail. I think this is just the beginning, and there is much work to do. We've already won in so many ways. However, the last thing I would say (and it is something I still struggle with) is the extreme sense of loss and sadness that is inevitable once you’ve noticed things enough and felt the despair that comes with acknowledging the very real risks at hand. Very few things in life have been able to zap my joy, and I do still find happiness and love in my personal life; but after we reach a point where embarrassment becomes one of the last raw emotions we feel – I think the reluctance of some of our more capable people (to risk their reputations) stems from that progression of seeing the truth, being black-pilled by it, so jaded and dejected that anger is only a reaction in rare personal exchanges.

I know where this weed has sprung forth and exactly where we cut it at the root. I’ve lived long enough to see “political correctness” morph from a mere zygote of the last era of civil discourse to the fully fledged rebellious teenager that screams “silence is consent, and you should tell everyone of your racist, bigot Trump supporting relatives that over Thanksgiving dinner.” But it scares me that our women aren’t afraid that this is the kind of thing their sons and daughters will hear. The kind of world where this is the new normal. Women who don’t fear to break away from traditional mores opens the door for Woodrow Wilson’s dream of self-determination to take full root. These women will instead look to other women, emboldened with the centurion-like spirit of the Pussy Hat Brigade, instead of the men who were by the laws of nature designed to keep them safe. They will not raise men who, if they were that young man at Kroger, would have turned to his wife and said “We WILL NOT ignore our children and permit them to behave that way” and feel safe saying it loud enough for anyone to hear.

I propose that our stance as a people, a new people, be that of the New Aristocrats - not a reversion back to the pre-1900’s world of Aristocracy. There were obviously problems with that particular era of sovereign rule, but I find divisions in our movement most apparent when we argue about which past history or ideology we ought to seek to resurrect. None of them, in their entirety . . . perhaps we borrow pieces here and there, but we are in a brand new era of technology and that means we need a new era of sovereign rule - New Aristocrats. All of the previous ideologies are but pieces of yarn, for a new tapestry that must be woven to represent a new age, but with a proven mindset and insights gleaned from generations before our time.

I am not a policy, ethics or philosophy scholar, so I leave that debate to those who have invested more time in exploring those realms (challenging both myself and others to become more well-versed in those areas). For me personally, I think in terms of the front line I am capable of dealing with - the logic to be had with people like myself, who are just now awake, raising families, slaves to jobs they hate and so with that, perhaps my main point is that it just starts with a daily attitude. A uniform of personality, if you will. Encouraging the meek to not bow their heads down and try to engage a warm and fuzzy smile to be returned when they see a POC looking down at them, dead-eyed - instead, return that cold-blooded stare with the Aristocratic and strident flare that emanates a position of authority - one that is a result of knowledge, confidence, and permission to embrace white people, white culture and white identity politics.

It is the same in love as in war; a fortress that parleys is half taken. ~Margaret of Valois

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This Is For Nutrition! - A Series of Unfortunate Events on Pan Nutrition Blog 1: Nutritious effects of cooking with fat, seasoning, and marinating

Photograph: White Heat (9), 1990, by Bob Carlos Clarke

Dear Professor, 

Sorry in advance but as I introduced myself at the beginning in this blog, I don’t have any clue to write or design a blog. So yeah this dumb student of yours is gonna post his assignments on a tumblr blog account, and gonna make you scroll a little bit. With my deepest apologies... (I’m gonna put that obvious headlines for you to find them easier!)

1-Nutritious effects of cooking with fat, seasoning, and marinating:

Photograph: White Heat, 1990, Pg. 100,  by Bob Carlos Clarke 

  We know how much protein an uncooked 200 gram chicken breast has, or rice, pasta, all the uncooked, raw materials. But what happens to them when we cook? How much calories are we burning when we are roasting them in the oven? Or how much are we adding to them when they are grizzling in a pond of butter? What about cinnamon on your apple pie? You know you are about to get a lot of sugar from your coconut cream pie, but no one cares about that icing sugar you are keep pouring on it... Well, that’s not snow flakes you see falling from the sky honey, YOU ARE DOUBLING YOUR CALORIES! So really, what is going on, on that pan? Since I am just stating the topic, I need to stop continuing. But I am happy to announce that I am gonna make my research about it and post it in to my blog in future days, even though it’s not an assignment. 

2-Nutrition and Culinary Industry; Husband and Wife

Photograph: Dear Gabrielle Hamilton, 2016, The Sip by Ashley Regovin

 Every relationship has ups and downs, if I define the Nutrition as the wife, since women started to empower themselves, gain their equality in society, some jug heads started to make problems about it. They said women’s place is their home, and their job is cooking and cleaning. What now? All men (yeah there are still that idiots around who says the same but, you know, at least I can say most) are accepted that women are equal, and they are proud to say that. So yeah since science is developing so fast, we know we need to care about nutrition, what we need to eat, how much what we need to consume. Some jug heads started to say this is all bullshit to save their income, but what now? “Everyone is a dietitian now”!!! Even though some big companies playing with numbers to show they are serving healthy food or trying to save their asses we need to know even ant poop has calories. So yeah, we still need to learn, and achieve a lot. With time, and quality education, people are gonna get more aware about true nutrition, not just kcals!

3-Comparing Health Canada - Food and Nutrition page with, ... that dude.

Photograph: White Heat (11), 1990, by Bob Carlos Clarke

Canada.ca: Safe food and good nutrition are important to Canadians. Maintaining the safety of Canada's food supply is a shared responsibility among government, industry and consumers. Eating a nutritious and balanced diet is one of the best ways to protect and promote good health. 

Andrew Saul,DoctorYourself.com: Does vitamin C work better than chemo?

I don’t even want to make an analysis about it, but pfff... Okay... Authors:  Canada.ca: Government itself. Even though there are so many conspiracy-theories behind the guide, this source considered one of the safest. You can find all the sources under the facts, even though not as links, but like this: (SOR/94-559, s. 2; SOR/2004-244, s. 7.)  So all the researches are made by the professionals. 

DoctorYourself: Andrew Saul, calls himself “The MEGAVITAMIN Man”. (I don’t really wanna talk about it come on...)  A guy with experience more than 40 years (no source, his website is saying that), who is trying to sell his numerous of books. Okay, I need to start apologizing, I definitely respect for the authors years of experience and he tries to share information. Of course it is his right to earn money from his knowledge. My first impression, and after reading some of his articles, his website looks like the other fraud money making websites, honestly. After asking for consulting from my friends who have Ph.D.’s and M.D.’s on this field, sorry but they told me most of the information on this site is bullshit. Not my word! Sorry! Sources and references; some pathetic YouTube videos are presented as proofs... And there are some guys saying this guy is amazing! 

So, yeah do yourself a favor and don’t trust everyone or every website says M.D. or Doctor on the headline...

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Our Very Worst Social Media Fails: The Expert Roundup

With so many so-called social media gurus out there, it’s hard for mere mortals not to have “imposter syndrome.”

Should we be trusted with others’ social media accounts? Should call ourselves an expert on our Website if we’re not perfect?

The truth is, even the most experienced social media managers have made at least one gigantic mistake in their career. Here are seven professionals with their tales to back me up.

 Dorien Morin-van Dam, More in Media

A few years back I met a prospective client whose budget for managing Facebook only allowed for management, not for advertising. At the intake meeting I addressed this concern, as well as the fact that there was barely any content on their website so there was very little content for me to use.

Despite this, they offered me my going management rate, and I accepted the six month project. To date, this has been my biggest fail.

I got no traction; no engagement and no new likes on the Facebook page. I didn’t have a budget to create video content or run ad campaigns or even run a contest.

Then I did something I am not proud of. As a last-ditch effort in the last two months, I took a portion of my fee to run a few ads to see if throwing a bit of money would in the end make a difference. It didn’t.

To off-set and justify me taking money out of my own pocket, all posts in those last two months were recycled posts from the previous months. The Facebook page was a fail and so was working with this client. This experience served as a lesson to me to go with my gut to not take on clients who ‘want it all’ but aren’t willing to spend the money to get there.

Charli Day, Charli Says

Back in 2010, I was fairly new to social media management and was in charge of a financial services page with a high international fan count but low engagement.

I decided that I would run a social media contest to increase likes, shares, and overall engagement. Back then, I wasn’t really aware of the need to use page apps to run contests. Contest apps are an absolute must, not only for legally collecting data, but also for regulating entries and ensuring that users adhere to the terms and conditions of your contest. I had no idea.

So my contest was as follows. “Take a great photo of you holding the company logo and the one with the most likes will win” (another Facebook page violation). The idea was to show fans around the world and the prize was a top of the range Canon camera. Of course, the fans started submitting photos to the page and at the beginning it was great. Beautiful photos of India, Italy, Australia, all with our company logo.

I was pretty pleased with myself.

But then, I noticed that some of the photos were getting an insane amount of likes. If the average on each photo was 50, these were getting 10,000. I realized that they were using bots to bump up their likes to win the prize. With no way to control the number of votes or entries, or any way to prove that the rules had been broken (because I hadn’t written any), I sat helplessly watching as some of the least inspiring photos gained thousands of likes.

When the time came to announce the winner, the photo was an obviously photoshopped background of the leaning Tower of Pisa with a little guy from Indonesia holding our logo. It was a poor quality and obviously tampered with image. I announced him as the winner and then spent the net week receiving furious messages from the other genuine participants who accused him of faking the photo likes and our brand of not properly controlling the contest.

To make matters worse (again no terms and conditions) the winner then went on to demand a camera with a much higher value than the company wanted to give. Our company lawyers eventually concluded that as we had simply specified a “top of the range” camera, and not written a maximum value, we had to give it to him. Therefore the prize cost 3,000 Euros more than it should have done.

It was a huge lesson for me. ALWAYS use page apps for contests. Plan every single detail and make sure your terms and conditions are signed off by legal!

Daniel Pinne, Organik Social

I managed the social accounts for a large professional sports team with hundreds of thousands of followers across all social media channels. Sports an emotional industry and sometimes you can get lost in the support of the team’s fans and the action on field. There was a lot of feedback about the quality of commentary and I sent the following tweet with a comment about one of the commentators in particular.

Thanks to the 16,828 fans that turned up tonight and didn’t have to listen to Tim Gilbert commentate. Worth the ticket price #purplepride

— Melbourne Storm (@storm) July 5, 2013

Understandably, there were mixed reactions. The fans of the team (and the primary audience) understood the humor of it and supported the tweet. Others in the media were very critical, labeling it unprofessional and came to the commentator’s support.

In hindsight, I certainly got caught up in the emotion of it all a bit much. It was a spur of the moment decision that I should have asked others in my team if they thought it was appropriate, they would have advised otherwise.

I spoke to the commentator in person, apologized and followed up afterwards. We all moved on and learned from it, but it wasn’t one of my finest memories managing social media.

Amanda Webb, Spiderworking

I made a lot of mistakes when I started blogging. I used to write terrible headlines, I wasn’t thinking about the importance of getting people to read, I just assumed they would come.

My first blog covered environmental issues and one classic headline was “Water Labeling.” I spent ages writing the post but I’m pretty sure few people read it. I’m always working at writing better headlines, each time I do I see the payback in traffic.

Hiral Rana, E2M Solutions

In one of my previous firms, I was juggling several responsibilities in social media marketing and SEO. As a part of an in-house project back then, we forgot to set the end-date of our Facebook ad campaign. Thankfully, this got us more attention, leads, and everything in between.

I quickly learned how to use automated rules in the Facebook Ads Manager. All I have to do is enter my maximum spending amount. This gives me more control of the ad budget even if I forget to set the end date again!

Anastasia Melet, Wave by Animatron

Perhaps our biggest social media fail happened during a Facebook Live broadcast. Our Live featured a well-staged video, a part of which had been recorded in advance, to be operated with a special broadcasting software.

Everyone was excited and also a bit nervous preparing for the Live. During the Live, a social media team member pressed the wrong button and… cut the video almost a minute too early.

There was no option to resume the video.

The first thing we did was to quickly address the questions we started receiving in the comments from the viewers. I think it was the prompt reaction of our social media team that helped de-escalate the possible disappointment of our followers. Later on, we sent an email explaining the situation and offering an incentive as a “We Care” token.

Our followers are a very loyal and understanding audience and we had almost no negative effect caused by the incident. We learnt this lesson and were fully prepared for the next Live. So to fail-proof your social media initiatives, I would advise to be especially careful with new technologies, keep anxiety under control, and always have a backup plan.

Rivka Hodgkinson, Meet Rivka

One of my clients is a real estate agent, so I try to make the content interesting by posting local goings-on, news, and events.

To simplify that process, I have a Google Alert set up for the city and state that she is located in. One day while going through my email, I was excited to see an Alert post about a famous celebrity who broke down and was taken out to lunch and helped by some local guys with a pickup truck.

This is perfect, I thought! A recognizable name, and a fun story that happened right in her area! It didn’t mention the name of the restaurant, but it did mention a street name, so I thought I could get some great engagement by asking people to guess which local treasure they stopped to eat.

Then it all fell apart.

I was so excited about the article, I told my husband about it. “I am pretty sure that is a scam dear,” was his response. He had heard the same story with a different celebrity for his hometown. Sure enough, I did a Google search of the longer text, and it was an oft-repeated urban legend. Despite being from a reputable looking website, I had been bamboozled.

Don’t get me wrong. I got engagement — just not the kind I anticipated. With several people within minutes telling me it was a scam, providing links to Snopes, and one share by someone as excited about the story as I was. And so the cycle of misinformation continues.

Needless to say, not a finer moment. I hid it from the timeline and thanked the helpful citizens who pointed out my mistake.

Lesson learned? ALWAYS check sources on factual stuff. I should have known better when it wasn’t one of the handful of local news media outlets that I recognize the names of. Now, I am sure to only post news stories from a brand I know and trust, or do a little more digging into the who and what of the origin.

What social media fail are you most embarrassed about? Share your sad tale in the comments!

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