A Boomerless World

It's Gonna be a Bright Future. You're Gonna Need Shades

Boomers were born between 1946 and 1964 which means the youngest ones are now just over 60. Admittedly those 62 to 64 year old ones are a little less like typical boomers, even if they still have quite a lot of the traits. The reality is that as they age out, even these younger boomers tend to twist into the older version too. They try to hang on to more as their clinging to life weakens. While in the private sector this may play out better than the usual “I will spend it all and leave my kids the debt” of the Boomer generation, in the public sector they still hold on like zombies, and that is the real problem.

Now, as it happens, my own boomer dad has done well for himself and has done a relatively decent job of passing it on; complicated somewhat by our shattered family dynamics, which, in all fairness, we can lay the foundational crack of that squarely at his feet, though, I personally don’t resent him for it. One thing I have always been aware of is how the tiniest decision at any point in your life can lead to completely unexpected directions, locations, and adventures.

It might be worse, if you are born —as I apparently was— with a profound curiosity and either a complete obliviousness to what scares most people, which for all I know might be a form of retardation, or at times uncommon courage, wild-optimism, and certainly a healthy dose of self-assurance. But to put it succinctly, I think maybe it is best embodied by a bumper sticker I saw once:

“You don’t need good manners if you have fast reflexes”.

It kind of sums up how I see things really. I’m not going to censor myself and I’ll go and see and do and look at what I want, and the world can think what it wants of it.

I mention this because IF my father hadn’t blown up our family, who knows where I’d be. How many kids I’d have, or if I would be any happier. I am in fact inclined to think that a lot of the difficult times I may have had to experience on my own and far from home, may have been ultimately things that led me to a better place. I certainly learnt to appreciate a truth very few people today seem even remotely capable of understanding:

Life is not about you being happy.

Life is about you doing, seeing, and taking care of important shit.¹

Make yourself happy doing it, ‘cause that’s all there is.

It’s certainly something that even those Boomers like my dad, who did a lot of shit, were apparently always chasing instead of understanding. Chasing happiness.

What a stupid, fucking ridiculous, nonsensical concept. You may as well try to dig at the end of the rainbow looking for the pot of gold. Happiness is not anything you can hunt down. Happiness if something you decide to DO. Or feel. Or give. But you sure as shit don’t “catch it” by chasing it.

Now, sure, if you’re in jail getting ass raped on the regular, it’s a lot harder to feel that happiness, but by and large, everyone reading this isn’t in that situation. By and large none of you reading this even has it anywhere near as tough as either of my grandmothers. Hell, my maternal grandma died young, courtesy of a doctor doing a shit job on an operating table. But in her 50s she was raising both me, my brother and our two cousins, while both sets of our boomer parents were, you know, “busy”. Supposedly working hard. Maybe they were. Maybe they were partying it up and being swingers, fuck knows, but either way, I can’t really imagine leaving my kids with my boomer parents. Or even idealised Boomer parents, never mind mine. And grandma also tended a vegetable garden, traded fruits and eggs with the neighbouring farmer, and I do not recall a single day when breakfast, lunch, or dinner was ever late. As kids we didn’t even think about stuff like that, we were playing, running around, doing shit, with only a little TV after dinner, and otherwise reading books or out in the wilds of rural Italy. She had no amazon deliveries. No convenient supermarket nearby. She didn’t even drive. And she read us a story every night and got us up and dressed for school every day.

I dare say there is probably not one person reading here that even knows of a woman doing something like that today. SpringHeelJane was probably the one exception due to her becoming a widow. She may well have kept up with my grandma. Maybe even beat her. But my point is, most of you all reading this have a relatively easy life.

But easy doesn’t mean good. In fact, very often, easy means fucking disastrous for you. Because remember that shit I was talking about? (See footnote 1 if you haven’t read it yet.) Without it, you are basically a hydroponic vegetable. It’s all good and easy and clean. No germs, no predatory moles, snails, birds, and grubs. You “grow” to exactly 6.5 centimetres length, and with perfect carrot shape, and then you get bagged and shipped off to corporate… oh wait a fucking minute, the entire national grid just went to shit. Trucks don’t have any more fuel because Israel tried on the latest genocide and failed. And shit… all of a sudden, you’re gonna die and rot in 24 hours because you have ZERO capacity to “make do”. That gnarly, rough carrot, growing all crooked in half-infested ground that after the bomb is partly radioactive? That carrot will make it. Bent, a bit cancerous perhaps, but it will spawn some other mutant carrots that will thrive.

What the fuck? Is this guy writing about Boomers and Carrots?

If you’re thinking that, it’s a test. I want to see if you have the attention span to keep a couple of thoughts in your head for 30 seconds or more to make a synthesised observation a minute or two later.

Now, the reality is that the Boomers, hanging on to life with every drug they created, possibly blood transfusions from babies, or whatever other ghoulish thing they come up with, will still be around in not insignificant numbers for some 20 years.

I have been using Claude for research purposes, because as a retrieval engine it’s awesome. Don’t take anything it says for granted, ever, but pulling data, it’s really fairly good at. Here is what it spat out:

The one firm anchor is the United States. US baby boomers — those born 1946 to 1964 — numbered 76.4 million in 2012, about a quarter of the population. With mortality since then the living figure is now around 68–69 million, and boomers skew heavily white — the Baby Boomer generation is predominantly non-Hispanic white — so applying roughly the ~71% white share gives about 48–50 million white American boomers.

The other components are estimates rather than clean census counts:

• Continental Western/Northern/Southern Europe (Germany, France, Italy, Spain, the Low Countries, Scandinavia, Austria, Switzerland, Portugal, Ireland, Greece): the 1946–64 birth cohort there is large — Germany’s boom actually peaked in 1964 — and overwhelmingly of European descent. That’s on the order of 55–65 million.

• United Kingdom: roughly 12–13 million in that age band, predominantly white British.

• Canada: about 7 million white boomers.

• Australia and New Zealand together: about 5 million.

That sums to roughly 130–150 million living white people born 1946–1964 across North America, Western Europe and the Anglosphere.

Two things that move the number materially, so state your assumption when you use it:

If you fold in Central and Eastern Europe (Poland, the Czech lands, Hungary, the Baltics, the Balkans — sometimes counted as “the West” post-1990, sometimes not), add roughly another 30–40 million, pushing the figure toward 160–180 million. Russia is conventionally excluded from “the Western world.” And if you mean everyone ever born in that window rather than those still living, the number is higher again, since a substantial share of the cohort has already died (the US alone started near 76 million).

So: “more or less,” somewhere between about 130 and 180 million, with ~130–150M being the defensible figure for the core Western world and the higher end reached only by including all of Europe east of Germany. If you tell me exactly which countries you want inside the boundary, I can tighten it.

So, I assumed 20 million for Russia and came up with a current total in what I consider “the West” (which you may disagree with, but I feel even Eastern Russia is part of) of about 200 million.

In the main, these people are still holding onto the levers of governmental power, right across the board.

Then I asked Claude this:

using statistical models, what is the expected remaining figure of let's say 200 million total currently living (let's include Russia as a 20 million estimate) in 20 years time?

And here is the answer:

So, twenty years from now, there will still be up to 70 million of them. The one point in our favour is that at that point, approximately 2/3 will be women, as they last longer. But of the say 20 million or so left, I have no doubt, their influence, while much reduced, will still be reverberating through much of the West.

Look, Catholicism took a major hit in 1958 with the entire Church being infiltrated by Satanists and no valid Pope left since then, and yet, in much of the world, Catholic influence still makes people behave in a decent way overall, especially in rural areas around the ex-Catholic world. Boomers dying out isn’t immediately going to get rid of their absurd policies, nonsensical theories on equality and general Communism that they have espoused as Stalin-like Kleptocrats.

And we’ll still have that cohort of squishy, mollified, gay Millennials trying to carry forward the same idiotic nonsense, so it’s not going to disappear quickly.

HOWEVER…

(Drum roll please)

Here is what we CAN do. Starting right now.

If you are GenX, like me

• Get involved. Your apathy, Breakfast Club² mentality is passé.

• Yes, I understand the attitude, hell, I explained to a friend (who sadly passed on now) why we couldn’t change things, so yes, you bet I KNOW. But that doesn’t excuse your still sitting on the sidelines to watch the world burn. It’s time to saddle up and watch it burn as you give it a push in the right direction. Besides, the towers of flames can still make pretty sunsets from horseback just as much as from your porch. And if you manage to gulp down a lungful of chemtrail-free air once in a while, hey, you feel more alive too.

• The point is, even if you’re older, I strongly suggest you find a wife and make some children if you haven’t already. And if you do have some, educate them. Teach them all the lies they told you are lies. Show them the lies they are trying to teach them are lies too. Teach them to think for themselves and reject the lies. Teach them to be Commandos. Spartans behind enemy lines. It’s hard to maintain your integrity in the modern cess-pool that is the world, but it’s sure satisfying. Teach them. If you don’t have kids, help those who do. In any case, unless you are one of those useless appendages of life that sits on their porch waiting for death to come visit, act. There is ALWAYS something you can do. Do it. The time to check out and say “Fuck all y’all” is long past. Get stuck in. Yeah, I know… old habits are hard to break. Well, don’t be an old dog that can’t learn new tricks. If anything has ever defined GenX it’s our ability to be contrarian to everything they told us that can’t be done, that we wouldn’t do, that we couldn’t do. So… once more unto the breach!

• Oh but… divorce-rape, feminism, the state, gold-digging whores, ball-less men, and they will jail me if I say the wrong word like Tranny, or Negro, or Fag, or, or, or… EXACTLY. Grow some balls. Change it. One little piece at a time. For yourself, for your children, for their children. Snow-ball it. Read the Power of the Powerless. Do SOMETHING. But for the love of God, don’t leave it all to your children to clean up.

If you’re Millennial - And you’re Still Reading

• There may be hope for you yet if you shed that whole “life needs to hand things to me because I am special” idiotic idea, and get busy. Even harder for you will be these things:

  • The Boomer ideology in general:

    • We are NOT all equal. In fact we are ALL different.

    • Men and women never have been, and never will be, equal. And that’s fine. Ignore anyone that says otherwise, they are retarded and denying objective reality. There is NOTHING such a person can say that is of ANY value, other than possibly by random chance, and that’s not something you want to rely on.

    • Religions are NOT equal. Some are absolutely Satanic and create shitty “cultures”. In fact most of them are. You may not like it, I sure didn’t to begin with, but look into Sedevacantist Catholicism (AKA Catholicism as it was before Pedophiles and Satanists took over the Vatican in 1958)

    • Cultures are NOT equal. All the ones from outside the Western world are demonstrably WORSE than any of the ones within it. And depending on who you are and where you come from, even some cultures within it are not going to be as good or amenable to you as the one you belong to. I sure would hate to live in Germany, or Scandinavia. And most Germans have a hard time in Italy or Spain.

    • Feminism is evil, has NEVER produced anything good, and you must absolutely ignore whatever women say they think about it. Women’s thoughts on politics are essentially irrelevant. Treat them as such. There has NEVER been a society that was MAINTAINED by women, much less created by them. So why on Earth would you listen to their “ideas” about it? It’s like asking an Australian aborigine to tell you how to build the space shuttle. It’s COMPLETELY retarded.

  • Getting over your fear of divorce rape. Sure it’s a thing. Sure it can happen. Especially if you marry an entitled, spoilt, average millennial woman that thinks this whole post is “toxic” and I should be jailed/executed/neutered, for simply stating the obvious, which is all that this post is. You can also die of cancer, get run over by a bus if you don’t pay attention, and so on. I get you have zero to less than zero life experience at navigating hard problems, but you gotta learn somehow. I did write a book, at the request of others over many years, that might help you avoid the worst harpies with talons, but there are no guarantees, life is like that.

  • Make children, and raise them as described above to GenX. Of course… you gotta learn the lies are lies first, hence the list immediately above as a starting kit.

  • Almost everything you think you know about World War II is a lie. And if you don’t know anything, learn it. It does matter, and yes, it does affect YOU right now. Today. And if you manage that, you know, maybe reading a whole book or two, you may also want to read one that I, who have read literally a FEW THOUSAND BOOKS recommend as possibly the best book I ever read. Nothing can quite show you what it means to BELIEVE in something bigger than yourself than how those men and women acted almost a thousand years ago. Yes it IS relevant to you now. Far more than you know.

If you are a GenZ

Read everything above too, for the GenX and Millennials. Understand it. A lot may apply to you too. You are basically like GenX 2.0 but with more lies and less opportunities. You are REALLY going to have to learn to be hard-core Commandos and Spartans behind enemy lines. Take no shit. DO. Stick to your guns, make your own mistakes. You will make many. It’s ok. Everyone does. Just keep getting up and getting back in the fight when you get hit.

Aim to get married and have a bunch of kids. Absolutely read both Caveman Theory, The Crusades, and probably at least Believe! but if you can, also Reclaiming the Catholic Church. Are they boring? No. They are literally books than can show you how to navigate life like a fucking adventuring hero from Greek mythology. And just like in Greek Mythology, remember, there is often tragedy as well as heroism, and the glory of “winning” is mostly in overcoming decades of shit just to have your own life decent enough. You are to be Odysseus, so read the Illiad and the Odyssey too (I already did the research for you, that is about the best translation boxed set of two you can find anywhere). Now, if you think that’s a lot of reading, listen… remember how up at the top I talked about making mistakes, and everyone does them? It’s true. But you don’t HAVE to hit every single pothole in the road to learn to drive on it. And if you read even further up, remember how I said every little decision you make can have a massive impact on your life? Well, reading these books will, in my humble opinion after 56 very well-lived years on Earth (as in I did a LOT of that shit I talked about in footnote 1 below. Really a lot. Go see the OG blog and read up more if you want), I’d say that if you read those books now, your life trajectory has a considerably far better chance of being much better than if you don’t. So… up to you. Read them or not, but I told you what I think, so don’t come bitching to me later if you only figure out I was right a decade or two from now, when your life might be in shambles, because you were too lazy to read a few books.

Anyway, back to a Boomerless World

Alright, so now I gave you a little path forward, so what? Well… the future is going to get uglier for a bit still. See what I wrote at the start about how many boomers are left and how they will still steer the narrative for a while, but… act now, when it’s still hard to even get started, and you will be WAAAAY ahead when the darker times come, which they will.

Re-creating safe ethno-states with a monolithic culture isn’t going to happen overnight or be pleasant work. But maybe we GenXers can start that massive boulder at least inching forward a little before we get planted into the ground too.

Read this essay on why you absolutely should, and MUST, ignore, reject, and abandon those that are still stuck in the feminist paradigm. It is also a fact, that all women will, to some extent or other, believe some of the feminist lies, as will a lot of men. That is what a lie is for after all, fooling people. But you must exercise discernment as to which of them can gently be led to the light of truth, and those who cannot. Now, believe me, it absolutely can be done, but… try to start with a decent chance and a suitable prospect, at least as best you can. But take heart, I personally am well acquainted with three couples all 30 or under who are on their second baby, and are zealous sedevacantist Catholics. Not one of them started out that way. All three men got there first I think (not sure about one of them, maybe his wife already was in that Church), and no they did not meet their wives in Church, and no, they were not even Catholic I believe, not even nominal Novus Ordo “Catholic”. And yes they are young, happy, in love and making babies. It’s absolutely doable. Is it going to be true for everyone reading this? No. Statistics are a fact. But it’s up to you, mostly, which statistic you fall into down the line. Start out thinking “That can’t be me” and more often than not, you’ll be right, whatever “that” is; be it good or bad.

Once the Boomers die out, and starting before they do, there is a lot of work to do. You literally have to rebuild a civilisation, but history only resonates, it doesn’t repeat. So whether “we” make it or not, is mostly up to you who come after me. I for my part am doing my best to see to it that you have the truth in one hand, and a sword in the other, or, as Richard Lionheart first put it, when the English were still Catholic:

Dieu et Mon Droit

Which perfectly exemplifies the Catholic perspective, which is VERY far removed from the Protestant “work ethic”, which instead is a mechanisation of humanity, and Satanic at its core.

Help yourself and God will help you. Which means, work your ass off and fight. And heaven will line things up too in due course. And because you might not be so good at metaphors, that means your belief and trust in God (and the only one worth doing that with is, indeed the God of the Catholics, because the others are all Demons or false) and the “sword” is your working and DOING whatever needs doing. In Richard’s time that entailed a lot of fighting, hence the sword. It may yet mean that in your life too. And if so I hope you have a repeating rifle rather than a sword, but hey, whatever works is better than nothing.

The point is that yes, there may well be very hard times ahead. No, a lot of it will NOT be fun. And if you think your happiness is the most important thing, you will have a terrible time of it and in fact, it’s far less likely you are gonna make it. But… if like the Spartans under heavy arrow fire, you are able to laugh in the face of adversity,³ not for show, not for fame, not because anyone is filming you in technicolor, but because in your heart you’re saying “Yeah, fuck you, anyway, I’m gonna fight, and I’ll win or die trying, fucker!” then you have the right attitude.

And like the Spartans were trained: Be smart. Don’t get caught in the bullshit and lies. Use cash. Get off your phone. Read books. Make friends in real life and train with them. Go on hikes, don’t worry about gym, work outdoors. Plant trees. Climb them. Learn to shoot. Go fishing. Buy a farm. DO SHIT.

And get some cool shades. The future is bright.

What with all the bonfires, possible nuclear bombs going off, conventional missiles, and possibly FEMA searchlights trying to track you down after you escaped the camps, you’re gonna need them.

1. Most of the stuff that’s important to do, can be hard. Most people want to avoid it. Most think it’s “shit”. Like being honest when it’s hard. Like not compromising your principles because she’s hot. Like doing what’s right by a stranger even if it costs you. Like caring about your kids more than yourself, yet teach them to respect you for it instead of take advantage of it. Like going to help a friend when the shit he is in is real, scary, and you don’t know if either of you will make it. So you know, shit. But, if it’s good shit, that is not the contaminated, runny effluent of a heroin junkie that eats plastic, but good, healthy, shit, once you have laid enough of it down in your life, really pretty flowers can grow out of that well-fertilised soil that is your character, your past, your life. And I like roses too. Thorny fuckers though they can be, but so pretty; and they smell nice. And just looking at them you feel better. You need to do some shit to really understand what’s important. And you can’t be happy if you don’t understand what’s important. That’s just how life in this Universe works. Maybe in Paradise it can all be thornless roses all the time, but this ain’t Paradise boy. So you roll your sleeves up, get a shovel and get ready to shovel some shit.

2. This was perhaps THE GenX film that best described us as a generic modus-operandi. Each of us atomised, doing their own thing, not giving a shit about consequences that the Boomers INCESSANTLY warned us about, because they invariably turned out to be lies to mostly gatekeep us from taking over from them.

3. This was originally autocorrected to “diversity” an unintentional pun, but still funny.