Anatoly Karlin Discusses Transhumanism on The Stark Truth

Unfortunately I had something scheduled and wasn’t able to be on for this episode, but it’s a good one that covers a lot of ground. I was deeply interested in what would be considered transhumanist ideas for many years before I ever heard the term “transhumanism” or was aware there was a thriving scene. In fact, my hodgepodge poetry book “SideQuests” from about 10 years ago, dealt with some transhumanist and AI related themes (albeit very crudely) from a sort of “angsty teenage faustian” perspective (even though it was written in my mid to late 20s.) Even now, I would rate my interest in these issues above racial/identitarian discussion as I think breakthroughs in artificial intelligence and genetics are not too distant future wildcards, which could potentially transcend racial tribalism and ethnonationalism, or at the very least redefine the participants along different lines. Of course, those of us without money or time won’t be able to take advantage of any radical bionic enhancements, so all we can do is pontificate about it and dream. I did the math, and I’m already too old to live forever.

Here is a list of the topics discussed on this episode of The Stark Truth, which can be found here:

-The philosophical roots of Effective Altruism in rationalism and how it uses reason to determine the most effective ways to benefit others
-Anatoly’s article Immigration and Effective Altruism
-Steve Sailer on U.N. population projections for Africa and the Carrying Capacity of the Global Population
-Hank Pellissier and his charity in Africa based on Effective Altruism
Psychometrics and Pellissier’s book Brighter Brains: 225 Ways to Elevate or Injure IQ
-Positive Eugenics, IQ and fertility, and fertility preferences
-The Transhumanist and Futurist movements
-Paper Review: Artificial Wombs
-Radical Life Extension
-CRISPR gene editing and intelligence augmentation
-How Transhumanism could exacerbate inequality
-The Technological Singularity and the age of intelligent machines
-Cybernetics and the Neural Lace
-Anatoly’s essay A Short History of the Third Millennium which predicts a future based on current trends without Transhumanism
-Anatoly’s upcoming book on Neo-Malthusianism

The Outer Limits of an Ideological Future

“See, it’s always the same. Clouseau is sitting there, in a chair, just like you, with his back to me. Then suddenly, my hands go round his throat, and I begin to squeeze. It’s wonderful. It’s marvelous. I’m squeezing. And the more I squeeze, the freer I feel. I’m in ecstasy. And then suddenly, suddenly my problem is solv-ved.” -Inspector Dreyfus

My old friend Millennial Woes has been cranking out a lot of thought provoking content as of late. One thing I like about his videos is that he tends to leave them somewhat open ended, often hinting at a conclusion but leaving it for the audience to ponder. One of his recent videos, titled “Signs of An Ideological Future” he talks about how we’re reaching (or have reached) a stage when many people are no longer interested in debating or even hearing from people that have views which don’t conform to their in-group orthodoxy opinions (even if the debate comes from someone within their own movement, and whose involvement in said movement predates their own by many years.) I’ll come back to this later. Near the end of the video, Woes floats the possibility that for those on the left that hate SJWs, there may be no alternative for them but to join the AltRight. A year or two ago I might have agreed with this likelihood but not now. I’m not sure what form they will take, but alternatives inevitably will emerge when push comes to shove. Why do I think this? Another of Millennial Woes videos offers a partial clue.

To put it mildly, there are too many crazy and retarded people in the AltRight itself. I’m not talking about people with “extreme beliefs” (or whatever.) I recognize the importance of desensitizing people to social taboos through trolling, irony and shock humor, and I operate on the principal that anything should be up for rational (small r) discussion. I addressed this before, defending Richard Spencer during the NPI “salutegate” uproar as well as the Milo controversy. What I’m talking about now though is the issue of personalities. There are substantial numbers of vocal groups in the AltRight that are outright lunatics and an even greater number that have such insufferable personalities that one wouldn’t want to get stuck hanging out with these jugheads alone for 5 minutes at a party, let alone live in an ethnostate with them and thousands of their cohorts, even if one might agree with them ideologically on 90% of issues.

Of course I’m not talking about the primary AltRight thought leaders like Spencer, Woes, and Greg Johnson (who are frequently attacked by the same socially abrasive mobs whenever they say something interesting) or other minor figures and writers. I’ll give some examples…

This happens to Richard Spencer almost weekly where he casually spouts an opinion that deviates from the traditional right wing dogma. Instances of this include his skepticism of the “holodomor,” his arguments against local ethnonationalism in favor of a European racial superstate, his support for universal health care and his having the audacity to express even the vaguest tolerance for transgendered individuals. In many cases these contrarian type statements are simply thought experiments, but according to ideological enforcers, no exploration of ideas is allowed, no creative thinking will be tolerated. You’re not permitted to question anything in the unwritten AltRight sacred mythological canon, no matter how many holes or inaccuracies you can demonstrate in it.

In another glowing example, Tara McCarthy took a break from promoting unfounded pizzagate conspiracy theories to make a video called “The Dark Side of the AltRight.” In this video she sensibly chronicles and denounces some of the recent incidents of random violence by a few kook members of the AltRight. Scores of morons in the comments pounced on her, attacking her for daring to suggest these acts of violence were dumb and counter-productive. Note that we’re not even talking about self-defense or some kind of perhaps inevitable political violence that could conceivably lead to a declared objective. These were instances of a lunatic killing other people in “his own movement” and another was just
some drunken idiot randomly stabbing an ordinary black guy on the street. There were other incidents and stories as well, but they featured more or less the same level of nuttiness. We all understand why the media amplifies these stories and downplays black on white crime, but at the end of the day it’s not unreasonable to demand mentally coherent conduct in public from members of a movement which purports to be fighting to preserve/restore civilization.

Yet another recent instance where hordes of unhinged AltRight people freaked out was when Beardson Beardly made what I thought was a very persuasive video in which he articulated the mildest criticisms of the ultra lame “white sharia” meme. I don’t even tend to agree with half of Beardson’s opinions, but I enjoy his vids because he has a fun going, down to Earth personality and more importantly he is able to think for himself. He’s someone you could get along with. Also he likes the Beach Boys and wore a Ween shirt in one of his videos, so you can’t really go wrong there. Anyway, later in the video Beardson takes issue with the people in the AltRight who were making fun of “Aids Skrillex” for working in a grocery store. Beardson makes an appeal to empathy and argues that they should prioritize directing their energy toward more big league opponents rather than harass some random kid who made a few anti-white comments at a shitty Trump rally. Incidentally I would have asked the question, “What’s wrong with working at a grocery store?” Especially the one he supposedly works at, which appears to be an awesome heath food / farmers market type of store. Even if it wasn’t though, who cares? I though the AltRight was supposed to be on the side of the working class. Why would they be shaming someone for working a perfectly respectable job? This hypocrisy reveals many of them to be no different from normie rat race republicans, equating someone’s worth in life with how much money they make. Anyway, commenters didn’t hesitate to pile on and trash Beardson for making this video. The significance of this is that Beardson is a far right, radical traditionalist and race realist. If the AltRight rank and file are willing to go berserk and shun someone like him over a minor disagreement, then it hardly seems worth it for people who have broader cultural disagreements to bother entertaining the idea of getting involved with the AltRight.

As Greg Johnson has pointed out, “bullying only works on psychologically weak people.” Intelligent, self-confident and capable individuals don’t care if you call them “beta males” or tell them they have “too much soy in their diet.” They don’t care about being called a “cuck” (a once clever insult which had a specific racial meaning that has since been ruined by misuse.) They don’t give a shit about being called a faggot or degenerate. They will just laugh it off and conclude you and your squad are a bunch of insecure halfwits. Ultimately though, they will dismiss you and move on.

At this point you might be thinking “Yes, but if these leftists or AltLite people hate SJWs enough they will come to the AltRight anyway. They’ll be forced to.” Don’t be so sure. If someone like me (who has been writing explicitly pro-white articles for several years) can deduce that the personalities that makeup the AltRight legions are so insufferable and illogical that one could actually find themselves preferring the company of the skeptic community or even actual SJWs…then what are the odds that normal people will take the Nestea Plunge into the AltRight and stay there? By normal, I don’t mean “normies” either, just intelligent open-minded people who may be willing to give identitarian ideas a fair consideration. Indeed, many writers and thinkers that have been pushed into the AltRight over the last few years as a result of excessive anti-white hatred and political correctness, have already come and gone, having grown weary of the toxic and loony atmosphere. They reached back into the medicine cabinet for another colored pill, the first one they could find…and checked out.

It’s become clearer and clearer over time, that when many in the AltRight talk about preserving “our people,” they’re certainly not talking about White people or Europeans. They’re talking about a teeny tiny subset of Whites that embrace radical traditionalism (which traditions though?,) “White Sharia,” arranged marriages, primitivism, Little House on the Prairie living, specific types of architecture, “nofap,” weird conspiracy theories, and a host of other things bundled in, which hundreds of millions of healthy and well-adjusted White people would want absolutely nothing to do with. Yet if one expresses a different preference on any of these issues, the AltRight mall security busybodies are out in full force to shake you down.

To be successful, these movements will require a unionization of many different types of White Europeans and even non-whites who display a willingness to contribute and prove they have a role to play in these societies. The choice though, won’t simply be limited to SJWs and AltRight. Whether it’s Nazbol, transhumanism, corporate monarchism, neoliberalism, communism, anarcho capitalism, LandBrand neoreaction, chic nihilism or whatever…there will be many different options for people to gravitate to, for those that decide not to lock themselves into what’s fast becoming the equivalent of an ideological padded room.

Cherry 2015 – If Loving A Fembot Is Artificial, I Don’t Want To Be Genuine

(this article originally appeared Nov 22, 2014 in Stepkid Magazine but has recently become relevant again)

One of the most prescient dystopian science fiction films of the 1980’s turned out to be the (direct to video?) 1987 movie, “Cherry 2000.”

The future depicted in Cherry 2000 is one where sexual encounters and relationships with real women have become complicated legal transactions requiring lawyers, and have been reduced to merely emotionless business arrangements. The women are typically aggressive, masculine, demanding and shrill. It leads to an environment where the rare romantic guy, who still longs for a traditional loving relationship, would actually find a courtship with a female android more emotionally fulfilling than one with a real live organic woman. It’s sort of a more sympathetic, less horrific spin on “The Stepford Wives” theme. In Stepford, the men killed their loving yet sassy wives in exchange for robot sex slaves who would do the dishes and clean the house without giving them any grief. They were portrayed unmistakably as as evil pricks. In contrast, the physically human women are the ones who display the robotic behavior in Cherry 2000, while the romantic men are forced to seek out the loving emulation of androids for any “meaningful” companionship. Of course the film sells out in the end, as the main character who sacrifices everything in a dangerous quest to replace his beloved, short circuited fembot (Cherry, played by Pamela Gidley) with the identical discontinued model, ultimately falls for the crass and bitchy, tomboyish tracker, “Edith”(Melanie Griffith) whom he’s hired to help locate the robot.

With the advent of “yes means yes” laws it doesn’t seem like it will be long before men will be required to get some type of verbally recorded or written consent to engage in sexual activity with a seemingly “turned on” girl, to shield themselves from litigation or criminal prosecution if she turns on them later. As if getting a girl pregnant or contracting an STD wasn’t enough to worry about, now we have bigger fish to fry. Indeed, there is already a phone app for sexual consent, called Good2Go.

Recent developments over the past two decades have lead me to conclude we’re headed towards Cherry 2000 style dating in America. Indeed, I’ve started to notice that the crudely annoying spambots on Tinder and Okcupid have been getting more sophisticated in their programming to the point where interacting with them can be more romantically stimulating than talking to actual chicks (which, if you’ve ever had an unfortunate exchange with one of these Tinderbots you would realize is more of a knock on the sorry state of the 21st century female conversational experience than it is one marveling in wonder at the advancements in artificial intelligence spam.)

Then there are video game characters. Back in a particularly isolated time period of my life in 2001 and 2002, when all I did was drink diet pepsi, eat microwave popcorn and play old Super Nintendo RPGs in my studio apartment, I would occasionally develop what I guess you could call “crushes” on some of the female sprites in the games (such as Rydia from Final Fantasy IV, Marle and Schala from Chrono Trigger, Paula from Earthbound, etc.) even to where I began to curiously research the technological possibilities of transferring human consciousness to a computer. I was thinking of course that if i could somehow hack a sprite that resembled me into the game’s ROM, that it might be possible to get something going. Yeah, it’s crazy but so what? Realized dreams are the work of madmen. I also saw Tron in the theater when I was a kid so perhaps it left a subconscious impression on me.

In any case, if that kind of emotion was possible to evoke in the days of 16 bit SNES pixelation, I can only imagine how real a romance could be in the context of modern video games which are now much more advanced in their elaborate overworlds, roleplays and simulations. Thousands if not millions of men and women find the virtual experience of video games more appealing than going outside and playing. It would be naive to think that organic human love would be any less vulnerable to competition from artificial intelligence than other components of our earthly existence.

Dust off your 1980’s JC Penney catalog and get your fembots on order, men! This scene is coming to a nightclub or campus near you.

Brandon Adamson is the author of Beatnik Fascism

An Aversion to Quagmires – A Collective Desertion Toward Our Future

When I wrote Beatnik Fascism a year or so ago, I never anticipated that we would be organizing and participating in actual anti-war demonstrations, but here we are. The book was mostly a quirky attempt to reconcile my own peculiar affinity for 1950’s and 60’s beat culture (and the associated Hollywood caricatures of it) with seemingly paradoxical tendencies toward identitarianism and futurism. I chose to convey these thoughts meditatively through the medium of poetry rather than as academic essays or “manifestos,” because I wanted the book to be abstract and avant-garde, as opposed to yet another one of those McReactionary ebooks railing about “feminists and SJWs” that Alt-Bro hucksters are always marketing. Like most people, I cringe when Paul Joseph Watson or some right wing media figure declares “conservatives are the new punk rock!” or whatever. So, though there are similarities I did not really want to write a book that was like “neo-fascists are the new beatniks.” To do so would be to overstate the activist component of the beat generation, which was in fact minimal compared to what often amounted to vaguely philosophical travelogues, artistic memoirs documenting a lifestyle of exploration, experimentation, heightened consciousness and curiosity. The idea for “Beatnik Fascism” for me began as kind of an inside joke and only accidentally became more genuine as I began to get caught up in the fevered frenzy of late night writing (much like I am now.)

The more idiosyncratic identitarians like myself lead extremely detached lives. Most of us seek a kind of escape from what passes for everyday life for most people. We travel around to meet up with each other, often exploring the world but seeing the sights through our own radically tainted viewfinders. When Robert Stark and I met up and wandered the streets of Las Vegas, admiring broken old signs and seeing majestic beauty in what normies would write off as the dumpiest, tackiest casinos….we traversed the town not strictly as tourists to Vegas from our respective cities, but as visitors from another time and place. We might as well have been from the moon, or maybe even another dimension entirely. When some lonesome, off-color traveler hikes around no man’s land in the mountains of some third world country, vlogging about transhumanism and HBD after being inspired by the sight of some weird looking leaf, it is in this sense that you might understand how so called crypto-fascist, degenerate bards could find themselves identifying with zany yet brutally authentic characters in works like “On The Road” and even the exploitative Hollywood bastardizations of them.

There is also the irresponsibility, or to put it more accurately…the realization that what is advertised as “living responsibly” is often a scam to manipulate us away from that which we sense a greater responsibly towards. To be “responsible” both in post World War 2 America and transnational, post cold war America requires going along with a whole bunch of bullshit and living a lifestyle that for some, isn’t true to one’s self. John Updike once claimed in an interview with Penguin Classics that he wrote “Rabbit, Run” in response to Jack Kerouac’s “On The Road.” Updike said:

Jack Kerouac’s “On the Road” came out in 1957 and, without reading it, I resented its apparent instruction to cut loose; “Rabbit,Run” was meant to be a realistic demonstration of what happens when a young American family man goes on the road – the people left behind get hurt.

Yet, despite Updike’s intentions, while reading Rabbit,Run as a young man, I identified much more with the character of Rabbit. Sure, the people he leaves behind do get hurt, but it didn’t appear to me to be any huge loss for the world. After all, his wife was an alcoholic that made him miserable, and his girlfriend was a prostitute, not exactly the type of people you’d feel like he owes some huge commitment to. There are his young children of course (one of which dies as a result of a careless accident committed by the drunken wife.) Yet, Rabbit would have been unable to prevent this even if he hadn’t ran out. It would have probably happened anyway while he was busy at work one day, in his totally meaningless sales job that Updike implies should have been his duty to remain at. Rabbit meanwhile points out the hypocrisy in all the people who attempt to tell him how to live. “Everybody who tells you how to act has whiskey on their breath.” This is the problem with Updike’s world. He frowns upon the runners, reformers and rockers of the boat for what he perceives as the messes left behind and the plight of the abandoned, the weakening of the church…etc yet beneath the forced facade of cohesion which he insists is imperative that we maintain at all costs, those who look closely still see an outline of the same puddle of puke, obscured only by having been swept partially under the rug.

“Staying at your shitty job where you spend the last years of your youth selling meaningless gadgets that people don’t need, and staying with your wife that drinks all day and yells at you constantly are necessary to keep up the appearance of a healthy, functioning society. It’s all in your interests. Just stay put.” Well, no it isn’t, and no I won’t. One can sense when they’re living a life that isn’t in their best interests (though some lack the will or inclination to act on it.)

“Check your privilege, keep your head down and train the overseas replacement we’ve brought in to take over your job at half of what we’re paying you. You might feel boxed in, but it’s in your best interests to import people from ethnic groups that express hostility toward you and openly boast about how disenfranchised you will be once they’re fully in charge. It might cramp your style, but just sit tight.
” Well gee dad, that transnational capitalist diversitopia sounds swell, but I gotta run…I’m off to find an abandoned mall to convert into a retro-futuristic identitarian living space where we conduct wild scientific experiments on ourselves, learning, loving and disinclining in peace.

Brandon Adamson is the author of Beatnik Fascism

Lost in Secret Dreams

Sometimes I wonder how I ever ended up in any of these contentious political circles. Once upon a time, I was just a dude that wanted to make incomprehensible super 8 films and put out music that wouldn’t seem out of place on late 70’s / early 80’s porn soundtracks, yet here I am.

If you’re wondering why I haven’t been updating as much, it’s because I’ve been busy with a lot of creative projects. As you can imagine, being one of the leading proponents of a poorly understood and minimally existent political “movement” isn’t all that fulfilling. It pays almost nothing. What few allies you do accumulate tend only to embrace your ideas to the extent they’ve woefully misperceived them.

I occasionally roll my eyes and get a chuckle when I read nasty comments about me on other blogs as well, when they talk about what an “awful human being” I am, etc. These comments are usually (but not always) based on erroneous presumptions of what my views are, based on imaginative interpretations of things I’ve written and people’s preconceived biases used to fill in the blanks. I don’t care about being labeled an “awful human being,” especially by people who have interests and goals that diametrically conflict with mine. Having very little shame, allows for room to move forward and get things done, (however they may turn out.)

It’s tempting for me to write some kind of “FAQ” clarifying what my positions are, and maybe I will get around to it. However, given how terrible most people’s reading comprehension is, or how intellectually dishonest they are when looking to paint their ideological opponents in a negative light…I’m not sure there’s much point.

To be quite honest, I do not care about certain issues as much as I may come across in my writing. It wasn’t my idea to get involved in any kind of racial identity politics. It was imposed on me. Like others, I came to it reluctantly by simply noticing the real-time implications demographic changes and concluding that white people will have to start looking out for our collective interests the way other groups do. Most people I’ve encountered in pro-white or nationalist circles over the years have ranged from totally insufferable to outright bonkers (and those are just my friends!) with the occasional rational person few and far between (I realize the feeling is probably mutual.) Yet, here I am.

Despite having some wise and visionary people in prominent roles, the rank and file of the “AltRight” for the most part is inextricably tethered to a lot of things I don’t really have the slightest interest in (traditionalism, Christianity, Catholic aesthetics, rural agrarianism, renaissance architecture, sexual puritanism, anti-degeneracy, wild conspiracy theories.) In fact, as we speak AltRight.com has an article up recommending Julius Evola’s “Handbook For Right Wing Youth” as being “AltRight Essential” reading material. No thanks. I prefer Constantin Von Hoffmeister’s logically sound take on Evola. I actually like much of what constitutes the bogeyman of “modernity.” To the extent I have any real ideological passions they would be better classified as retro-futurism, transhumanism or even enclavism rather than full blown “white nationalism.” It just so happens that white people probably need to embrace identity politics both out of necessity for survival and for self determination in realizing any of the types of societies we would aspire to live in, (however incompatible they may all be with one another.) I certainly don’t care much about “racial purity” beyond a threshold that is useful in maintaining social capital, aesthetic preferences and collective cultural norms. I’m not sure what threshold is practical, desirable or realistic as an ideal. Over the years I’ve seen endless debates in the pro-white community over what constitutes white, and what percentage of Non-European genetics in a person is still acceptable for procreation, fornication, etc…with very little consensus having been reached. A lot of people who tend to be the most vocal enforcers often turn out to be hypocrites with more than a few anthropologically diverse skeletons in their own closet. All I know is I just don’t want to be in a scenario where I’m electorally outnumbered by or have to interact with significant numbers of people from groups which disproportionately display hostility toward my group (since non-whites have already overwhelmingly rejected the notion of an individualist or color blind society anyway.) This sounds pretty reasonable to me.

Explaining nuances and distinctions like this is essentially pointless. Any white person who expresses any reservations about multiculturalism, mass immigration or dares to roll his eyes during a mandatory diversity awareness lecture given by an abrasive jewess or sassy WOC, is going to be labeled a white supremacist / neo nazi / scum of the earth human being….even someone as depraved as me. So, here we find ourselves, blended together from the outside into an illusion of “Bad News Bears” styled 9th inning cohesion, while privately caught up in our own secret dreams.