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I'M TIRED OF GOOD WHITE PEOPLE

There’s a YMCA within walking distance of the house my wife and I moved into a few months ago. Which has been quite a boon for my attempt to slim from 225 (my weight last year) to 195 (my college playing weight.) (I’m currently 199.)

The proximity has also been helpful on days I’m particularly stressed and need something to alleviate it. And days when I become so anxious that my acid reflux flares up, making me feel as if a shot of Fireball has been thrusted up my esophagus. And days when I‘m so hyperfocused on reading and writing and editing and re-reading and re-writing that I spend three or four or six consecutive hours in the chair in the spare bedroom that’s been made into a home office—forgetting even to eat, shower, or shit. And days when I need to blow off some steam before it shoots out of my ears. And days when I need to think about something—anything—other than what’s been ravishing my mind and jabbing away at my spirit.

Basically, for days like Wednesday, the day after Donald Trump was elected President of the United States.

I try to play basketball three to four times a week. That night I walked to the gym, ball in tow, at roughly 6:45 P.M. Unfortunately, I forgot about the Wednesday evening coed dodgeball league there, and turned right back around as soon as I reached the Y’s doors and could hear the sneaker squeaks and dodgeballs smacked against the wall.

My plans to shoot around and sweat thwarted, I did the perhaps the exact opposite thing; the only other reasonable thing that would make me feel better than how I was feeling at that moment—find some greasy-ass and/or fried-ass food, loaded with all types of trans fats and high glucose corn syrups and shit, and eat the fuck out of it. I settled at a nearby bar, and ordered the bacon cheddar fries. With extra bacon. And gravy. To go.

I sat and waited at the bar, nursing a ginger ale. It was packed. And, since this is Pittsburgh—a city where I have an (estimated) 35 to 60 percent likelihood of being the only Black person in any random bar I walk into—I was the only Black guy there.

I intentionally avoided white people up to that point in the day, choosing to stay home and work instead of venturing to one of my preferred coffee shops and cafes. I just didn’t want to have to ponder whether the guy in front of me in line or the woman sitting behind me on the couch or the cop trailing my car for a block or the cute barista who always smiles and occasionally gives me danish recommendations was a Trump voter. And I didn’t want to think about what I’d do—if I’d explode in volcanic rage or (even worse) if I’d want to explode but instead choose a veneer of polite and non-threatening Blackness—if I learned they happened to be one.

It’s a luxury I realize most Black people don’t have. I do not have any white co-workers I need to interact with this week. No right-leaning and particularly jolly supervisor I have to report to with gritted teeth lurking under a pained and professional smile. Unfortunately, millions of Black people have to spend the entire week (shit, the entire next four years) re-experiencing the trauma of Tuesday and Wednesday—the days America collectively told us to go fuck ourselves—while somehow finding a way to be productive while simultaneously deciding whether to confront or avoid triggers. On a daily basis.

But here I was. Waiting at the bar for my food while surrounded by the types of people and the types of conversations I spent the day evading. Of course, the din of the dozens of discussions taking place made it near impossible to really distinguish any from the others. I wasn’t exactly trying to listen to anyone, but the collective noise was such that I couldn’t do it by accident, either. But then, through the noise, I heard the word “Trump” and peered up from my phone to see two 50-ish white men engaged in a conversation about the election. They were four or five stools away; far enough where I couldn’t hear everything but close enough where I’d get the gist and the general tone of whatever they were talking about.

They were not fans of Trump. They both preferred Bernie but voted for Hillary. And they both expressed a silver lining that the Clintons were likely done in Washington. Then some election coverage on the TV behind the bar caught their attention—a segment on how Pennsylvania turned from blue to red and a county-by-county demographic breakdown on how that happened. It was a particularly wonky segment, and this fascinated them, making their conversation livelier than it had been 30 seconds before. “Oh, wow. I knew Trump would win the Beaver County white vote, but not by that many points.” “Damn. Did you see that? Clinton’s exit numbers in Fayette are even lower than Obama’s were. That’s a shock.”

And this relatively mundane conversation between two left-leaning white men made me angrier than I’d been all day. My eyes narrowed and my face hardened. I felt my pulse heighten and my blood rise. It was an instinctual response; a subconscious but very real reaction to this stimuli. But I didn’t understand it. Why this conversation? What is it about what they’re saying that induced this immediate rage?

I’m sure they voted. And maybe they campaigned and canvassed and volunteered. And maybe they were genuinely disappointed by the results of the election. But they have the luxury to not really give a fuck 12 hours later—to discuss the election results with the same glib curiosity and intrigue they’d discuss sabermetrics or James Harden’s true shooting percentage—because this election doesn’t change much for them. It’s not a sweeping referendum on their status as full citizens. It’s not confirmation that their country would rather choose a self-sabotaging white supremacy than witness you make even a modicum of progress.

This lack of investment is, admittedly, understandable. After all, it’s not their asses and their actual bodies on the line. The Nate Silvers and Wolf Blitzers of the world are fine. They can have political and policy debates in bars and have these debates be lively thought exercises where both parties agree to disagree and then share a shot of Jameson. They can afford a distance. A performative sobriety.

But this lack of investment—of really, desperately giving a fuck that their Black and brown (and Muslim and LGBTQ) countrymen exist in a perpetual state of endangerment, and there’s evidence to suggest it’s already happening—is why Donald Trump will be our next president. Black Americans obviously can’t change the hearts and minds and mindsets of the tens of millions of white Americans who still question our citizenry and humanity. There just aren’t enough of us, and we’re just not privy to the innermost crucibles of white America. We’re not at the Thanksgiving tables or the suburban homerooms or the country clubs or the bars in Pittsburgh or wherever else white people congregate amongst themselves. But these “well-meaning” white people—the ones who voted for Hillary but were able to sleep last night—are. And they haven’t done enough. Because it just doesn’t matter enough for them to do enough.

My food came a few minutes later. I paid for it, tipped the bartender, and left. I began eating it as soon as I got to my car, ripping open the styrofoam carton and dipping the bacon-draped potatoes in gravy before shoving them into my mouth. It was messy and delicious and glorious. And I sat there licking my cheese-slicked fingers, savoring each bite—finally finding the tiniest satisfaction on a day 59.7 million of my countrymen said they wouldn’t terribly mind if I were dead.

Damon Young is the editor-in-chief of VerySmartBrothas (VSB) and a professional Black person. He can be reached at @verysmartbros or damon@verysmartbrothas.com.

The left has decided that they no longer want to live among people who share different views than them. They are plugging their fingers in their ears while yelling racist, fascist, Nazi, and Hitler. They are refusing to yield, compromise, debate, or even accept that their political positions are starting to lose in democratic elections despite suspected cheating that aids them. This has put us squarely in the middle of a cold civil war where both sides of the political spectrum are warming to the idea of killing each other.

A confirmation of the left’s defeat is apparent when you see how their maniacal behavior converts more people, especially moderates, against them. The biggest recruiting tool against the left has become the left. Every time they protest, riot, screech against white people, or show their vulgarity, the remaining mentally sane of America realize that the left’s platform has become so out-of-touch that it no longer represents the basic ideals of the country. The non-cucked right needs to merely show up after temper tantrums and say “Look how crazy they are” for the converts to come pouring in.

The left is out of options

Many people are wondering why the left has become a recruiting agent for the right by promoting or engaging in violence. First, they simply don’t know what else to do. When a parent tells a child that he can’t eat candy for every meal, and the child doesn’t have a logical argument about the merits of eating that candy, what does he do? He cries, stomps his feet, threatens to run away, throws out insults like “meanie” and “jerk,” and may even hit his parent to get his way. Donald Trump and his supporters are the parents who won’t yield to an emotional child.

The second reason why the left is hurting their cause with violence is because its billionaire controllers, particularly George Soros, want to divide America to such an irreparable extent that a hot Civil War is forced, giving them an opportunity to increase their power. Soros wants to create so much hate, animosity, and chaos that any resulting conflict has a chance of him holding absolute power, compared to the current situation where he has “only” a moderate amount. In other words, he rather take the chance of war to solidify his grip further.

The leftists that Soros sponsors in the Woman’s Marches and the antifa outbursts may also want a Civil War, but a quick look at their physiognomy shows they would struggle to even go one day without electricity, and that they possess the same psychological directive as the child who is angry that he can’t have candy. Soros is the creepy old neighbor who promises them the candy they crave because he wants to build their trust and get them alone. The child, naive about the extreme danger that lurks behind the likes of Soros, decides to follow him into a van parked in the alley to spite its own parents and their righteous authority.

The reason the right has been reluctant to respond with violence is because they’re winning. Violence comes not from a position of strength, but desperation, when every other option has been extinguished, and should serve as a signal to you of what the real score between the left and right really is. Without violence, the left currently has a 100% chance of losing, continuously and humiliatingly, for at least the next eight years. All the gains that took them decades to achieve will be lost if we ravage and rape their power structures.

With a hot civil war, the left has a 25% chance to win, a bet they are willing to take even though there is a high chance they will be among the first to die in the conflict. A logical person would ask why they would push for a conflict that is sure to destroy the infrastructure of the urban centers they live in, and one where food, water, and other basic necessities would be lacking. The answer comes upon realizing that a child does not realize that eating candy every day will make him sick. The child must therefore be commanded for its own good, because it does not have the capability to take care of itself or understand the consequences of its actions.

We all lose in a hot war

Before the warrior in you gets excited at the prospect of crushing the left in a hot war and killing antifa members with high-powered weapons as they wield sharpened mop handles at you, understand that any war in the United States would quickly become a proxy war involving all major military powers, particularly China and Russia, who would rush to spend billions of dollars to have ultimate control of the country. It would be protracted and match the first civil war in terms of brutality, where 2% of the population died.

With the current population, a 2% death rate would result in over 6 million deaths. Compared to the 3,000 that died on 9/11, which was seen as the greatest national tragedy of modern times, a hot war would effect every single American in a profoundly negative way. No sane person with a family would wish for this outcome, which further highlights the insanity of much of the left in pushing for this very result. They rather see millions of people dead and the country ruined than accept a democratic process where their crazy ideas lost.

Even if we avoid a hot war, the underlying problems are not solved. The left will constantly subvert against the country in hopes of achieving a hot war, use both economic and physical violence against those on the right whom they disagree with, and inevitably descend into terroristic violence that rivals ISIS. It’s intolerable for things to proceed as they are, but if we remove a hot war from the table, what option is left?

1-800-DIVORCE

I recommend the long divorce option, which has three components. The first is extreme law and order. Starting with the Federal government, every single instance of leftist threats, intimidation, and violence must be investigated, prosecuted to the maximize allowable by law, and publicized. The left have been getting away with their illegal acts for too long, to the point where violent protesters don’t even fear arrest, thanks to Democratic mayors and police chiefs who allow it. The FBI must uphold the law and punish those who break it, and municipalities or universities that allow illegal acts must be punished through withholding of Federal funds. This will immediately shrink the number of violent agitators on the left and limit the power of their institutions.

The second component of the long divorce option is to excise the left from all centers of cultural power so that they cannot actively convert the youth. The fake news, already on its last legs, must be replaced by organizations that are not so vehemently anti-American, academia must be purged, and all globalist traitors working in government, both on the Federal and state level, must be removed from positions of power.

The media is hemorrhaging money and viewers, millions of citizens are getting red pilled to the subversiveness of the academic system (particularly its anti-male and anti-white agenda), and Trump has begun to right the ship in the Federal government, which will certainly trickle down to the local levels. Because the leftist establishment is losing control over their narrative, the younger Generation Z is already showing signs of rightward thinking thanks to being raised on 4chan memes more than TV programming. This means that we simply need to remove millennials from power and wait for them to die of old age or AIDS while preventing them from causing further damage to American institutions.

Halting immigration is the third component of the long divorce option. The left has not been able to show how immigrants benefit American citizens besides more diverse restaurant options, and emotional pleas of “human rights” and “compassion” is not sufficient enough to turn the United States into a big welfare office. Open-borders immigration is hurting existing citizens, serving as a cynical means for leftists to gain more votes in elections while browbeating their enemies with “hate speech” codes that demand you love non-Americans more than Americans.

We must also advocate for a white population that increases from where it currently stands, because America is no longer America if that number dips below 50%, and will instead look something like an international airport. Once immigration is stopped, and illegal citizens are deported, it will become monumentally more difficult for open-borders politicians to win nationally again. This can be absolutely ensured if woman’s suffrage is repealed, a proposition that I know many find unpalatable, but one that would usher in an era of permanent winning.

[Submitters note: trying to repeal women's suffrage is probably why the hypothetical leftists want to kill you Roosh]

For us to win without a hot civil war, we have to retake the reins of power and peacefully co-exist with bitter leftists over the next fifty years while the culture slowly heals itself. Once institutions are purged of anti-American leftists, the new left will exist in more of a classical liberal form and believe in nominally nationalist ideas while accepting cultural values that are shy of traditional. The long divorce option will not excite you because of the length it takes to see a resolution, but it’s one that will preserve life and the existing infrastructure of the United States.

Four future outcomes

There are four outcomes that can proceed from the juncture of which we stand. The first is a globalist resurgence at the polls thanks to demographic changes that push the vote far to the left, starting in 2024. If this happens, we will have a president that is more authoritarian than Hillary Clinton. The boot will come down on all facets of American life, especially speech, and we will essentially be living in an open-air prison.

The second outcome is a hot war where we win. The country will be ravaged and millions will die, but at least most of the deaths will be leftists.

The third option is a hot war where we lose because of foreign involvement. Not only are we much more likely to die in this engagement, but the globalist boot will come down with such a viciousness that those on the right who survive may hope that they had died in the war.

And the fourth option is the long divorce, one that we will easily win if the recommendations I made above are taken. Very few people die and life can proceed with high stability and prosperity for the majority of the country.

The globalist left has so damaged the country from the decades they’ve been in power that there is no quick fix, and those of us who are alive today will likely not see a resolution that can be argued as “complete victory” during our lifetimes. I understand the frustration that many on the right have, and the desire they have to be immediately cured of poisons that the left has unleashed, but we must carefully analyze any outcome that results in the deaths of our loved ones and even ourselves. There is a time and place to die for what you believe in, but I hope I have convinced you that we have not yet reached that critical moment and that we can avoid the downsides of a hot civil war and the globalist boot by taking on the option of the long divorce to still win in the end.

The laws we have on the books are enough—let’s enforce those and allow the country to focus on itself instead of empire building and policing while the media and universities collapse upon the weight of their own lies and degeneracy. Besides, the entertainment value in watching the left screech and yell for the next several decades is sure to bring us reams of pleasure. That’s a better outcome than outright war.