August 5, 2018
Back when I first started getting into this whole racism and anti-Semitic vitriol scene on the Internet, the landscape was pretty bleak. It was a lot of boomers bribing forum moderators to ban anyone that dissented on critical issues of policy. You weren’t allowed to realtalk about women, as they were all unimpeachable Aryan Princesses. You couldn’t make any jokes as someone in the crowd would chide you for being unserious or get offended. It was the farthest thing from fun and entertaining as possible. If I was just a casual person looking for a community and not sincerely committed to the cause of racial struggle, I could have easily been turned off by the environment.
Most of all, there were a whole lot of religious debates. Endless fratricidal message board flame wars, with no person seemingly having the good sense to ban proselytism and religious insult. It was the single biggest source of conflict in a movement that seemed to have infighting as its biggest export. It was a sad and distasteful thing, and apparently this still goes on in some circles on the Internet.
Which is why this week’s Murdoch Murdoch episode, “Skydaddies, Being, and Time” hit me right in the feels.
If I were to be inspired to take up the cross, it would be because of the performances of cantatas of Johann Sebastian Bach I’ve heard performed at churches in the Anglican tradition.
Or the fiery denouncement of the Jews in John 8, which appeals to my sensibilities as an Internet polemic.
Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it.
Or the countless cathedrals I have toured in Europe. I have lasting admiration for the beauty of those buildings that exceeds what I will ever feel for any woman. Their glory is timeless, unlike the fleeting beauty of harlots.
The singular thing that convinced me of the merit of pagan thought was an ancient poem, the Völundarkviða, whose story of relentless brutality inspired me in a moment of torment and pain.
But I can tell you that how fun pagan folk metal is definitely didn’t hurt.
No people that are worth having as converts are going to join your faith because of a toxic Internet argument. Good people join religions because of great poetry, music, art, and architecture. They join most often for marriageable women. If you want someone in your cause, you have to offer them something. It is a lesson everyone arguing about religion (or the movement at large) on the Internet should take to heart.
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