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Oct 21 6:50 PMView SourceThe modern collective work can be seen as a resurgence of the pantheistic promiscuity, collectivisation of the work which is in a large part a result of the "industrial revolutions" which were moreover responsible of the massification of the people into cities, and so another form of the resurgence of the pantheistic promiscuity.
---In evola_as_he_is@yahoogroups.com, <g.vdheide@...> wrote:Even in the area of the Law playfulness is sometimes required. A harassment, yes, but non-sexual eventually.
To explain eroticization as being economically motivated: this can not be refuted. It would be meaningful to speak here of economy in a wider, or better yet, deeper sense. Economy viewed as religion or cult (as not to exclude the occult dimensions of the problem), and consequentially as a slave religion. The metaphor of the anthill or beehive is useful here.
But eroticization must be understood as a means of warfare in the service of an external enemy first and foremost. No use to talk about female spies these days, though perhaps still http://www.forbes.com/sites/crossingborders/2012/09/30/why-the-best-spies-in-mossad-and-the-cia-are-women/, whereas the usage of modern mass media and communication technology has more or less automated certain activities and processes. We could refer here to the wide availabilty of pornography, but in a strict sense it is not limited thereto, of course.
From: evola_as_he_is@...
To: evola_as_he_is@yahoogroups.com
Date: Mon, 14 Oct 2013 14:00:40 -0700
Subject: RE: RE: [evola_as_he_is] RE: Evola and Hitler
Tactically and from a juridical standpoint - that of the Law - it might be worth putting this notion across, so that this expression of the legal "Newspeak" backfires against those who coined it. Having said that, and leaving aside any legal context, are you sure that that kind of "harassment" is actually of a sexual nature ?These points are perfectly clear. Still, would we recognize the notion of "sexual harassment" for ourselves? The phenomenom at hand is certainly unwanted. More than that.
When you speak of "the woman, like all feminine beings...", this seems to be (keeping in mind what constitutes the absolute woman, at least in theory) an unintented tendency to abstraction or fragmentation. We take into account the "imperfection" of language, off course.
P.S. We came to write about the subject after visiting Paris.
---In evola_as_he_is@yahoogroups.com, <evola_as_he_is@yahoogroups.com> wrote:These points are perfectly clear. Still, would we recognize the notion of "sexual harassment" for ourselves? The phenomenom at hand is certainly unwanted. More than that.
When you speak of "the woman, like all feminine beings...", this seems to be (keeping in mind what constitutes the absolute woman, at least in theory) an unintented tendency to abstraction or fragmentation. We take into account the "imperfection" of language, off course.
P.S. We came to write about the subject after visiting Paris.
From: rouesolaire@...
To: evola_as_he_is@yahoogroups.com
Date: Sat, 12 Oct 2013 15:10:01 -0700
Subject: [evola_as_he_is] RE: Evola and Hitler
In addition to a “walking pornography”, it is a form of sexual harassment, a harassment which is obviously not recognized as such in the gynaecocratic Europe.
The woman, like all feminine beings, needs to exhibit herself narcissistically; this was already noticed By Léon Degrelle, about Jews (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YIGxLmbzFs8). This is due to the fact that a feminine being has by nature an oversized ego (the inability to recognize and participate in something greater than "me") and has not (the strength to have) its own principle in itself and so, does not suffice to itself, lives through (the eyes of) others. This is one of the explanations of the fact that a feminine being tends to cover itself of artifices.
On clothing, any opposition between string/mini skirt on one side and “burqa” (and the other clothes of this kind) on the other side should be rejected. It should be rejected because someone who has this dichotomous reflex sees double. Indeed, the apparition and development of these two kinds of clothing is inexorably due to the growing feminization/semitization of Europe. The first corresponds to the Semitic “emancipation” of women in an aphrodisian fashion, the other to the islamization of Europe. Both are obscene, vulgar, the sign of a mental imbalance and the two faces of the same coin.
Too, it is worth remembering that most women today wear jeans and t-shirts, do not forget it.
One of the goals of this sexual intoxication is to serve economy. For the homo economicus, sex, like everything, is a mere business which should be transformed into a consumption good (in fact, to be more accurate with the vocabulary of the homo economicus, a service, a service surrounded by consumption goods like “sex toys”) which should be the object of a commodification. One of the aims of this degradation of sexuality – and in this case, this intoxication – is to give birth to a kind of permanent eroticism within the White man to make him more responsive to sexual stimulus in the context, for example, of advertisement (http://www.e-marketing.fr/Marketing-Magazine/Article/Le-SEXE-envahit-la-pub-38911-1.htm), hence the growing number of advertisements with sexual/erotic connotations. So, in the context of economy, “they” are two times winners, given that they make money while intoxicating.
Finally, still on the same topic, this is a good example of what “demony of economy” is all about (and not really surprising coming from Yellows):
And this of what democracy is all about, the regression to the anal stage in a gynecocracy where indifferentiation rules:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IfOi4L2mBD8
---In evola_as_he_is@yahoogroups.com, <g.vdheide@...> wrote:The most recent writing on the subject we can think of is http://www.counter-currents.com/2011/01/nazi-fashion-wars-part-1/, http://www.counter-currents.com/2011/02/nazi-fashion-wars-the-evolian-revolt-against-aphroditism-in-the-third-reich-part-2.
To: evola_as_he_is@yahoogroups.com
From: evola_as_he_is@...
Date: Mon, 5 Aug 2013 22:06:05 +0000
Subject: [evola_as_he_is] Re: Evola and Hitler
J. Evola is, to the best of our knowledge, the only one to have rightly identified sex as a psychic intoxicant in the modern world, all the more corrosive as it becomes increasingly brainy. After all, Babel rimes with Brothel.
--- In evola_as_he_is@yahoogroups.com, "G. van der Heide" <g.vdheide@...> wrote:
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> P.S. We had thought that it might be worthwhile to compare modern inclinations in the field of sex with those described in http://www.amazon.com/Les-Juifs-sexe-sexuelle-Edition/dp/2732900052
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> To: evola_as_he_is@yahoogroups.com
> From: rouesolaire@...
> Date: Tue, 30 Jul 2013 18:15:35 +0000
> Subject: [evola_as_he_is] Re: Evola and Hitler
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> > "It was the most impressive hour I ever lived through with my friend. So unforgettable is it, that
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> > Adolf stood outside my house in his black overcoat, his dark hat pulled down over his face. It was
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> > a cold, unpleasant November evening. He waved to me impatiently. I was just cleaning myself up
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> > from the workshop and getting ready to go to the theatre. Rienzi was being given that night. We
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> > had never seen this Wagner opera and looked forward to it with great excitement. In order to
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> > secure the pillars in the Promenade we had to be early. Adolf whistled, to hurry me up.
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> > Now we were in the theatre, burning with enthusiasm, and living breathlessly through Rienzi's rise
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> > remained quiet a long while. This surprised me, and I asked him what he thought of it. He threw
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> > The cold, damp mist lay oppressively over the narrow streets. Our solitary steps resounded on
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> > the pavement. Adolf took the road that led up to the Freinberg. Without speaking a word, he
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> > I wanted to ask him, "Where are you going?" But his pallid face looked so forbidding that I
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> > As if propelled by an invisible force, Adolf climbed up to the top of the Freinberg. And only now
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> > Adolf stood in front of me; and now he gripped both my hands and held them tight. He had never
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> > elementary force. I will not attempt to interpret this phenomenon, but it was a state of complete ecstasy and rapture, in which he transferred the character of Rienzi, without even mentioning him
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> > as a model or example, with visionary power to the plane of his own ambitions. But it was more
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> > We descended into the town. The clock struck three. We parted in front of my house. Adolf shook
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> > "Where are you going now?" I asked him, surprised. He replied briefly, "I want to be alone."
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> > In the following weeks and months he never again mentioned this hour on the Freinberg. At first it
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> > In 1939, shortly before war broke out, when I, for the first time visited Bayreuth as the guest of the
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> > the Freinberg, so I told Adolf Hitler what I remembered of it, assuming that the enormous
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> > the background the experience of a seventeen year old youth. But after a few words I sensed that
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> > he vividly recalled that hour and had retained all its details in his memory. He was visibly pleased
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> > that my account confirmed his own recollections. I was also present when Adolf Hitler retold this
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