The United States of California

California1950s

There’s something charming about old photos of California. I like to see those faded Polaroids of a balmy, 72-degree beach in the early half of the 1960s. The bodybuilders are out flexing, the women are in bikinis, everyone has on a pair of Ray-Ban glasses and parked a short distance from the shore are their loudly colored vans and station wagons topped with surfboards. Back then, the whole California aesthetic was cool. Being fit was in. Kids hung out at milkshake shops. Design was going West Coast as bright colors were balanced with sleek and skillful simplicity. There were problems, sure. Maybe this was the start of America’s obsession with casual dress. Flip-flops, tank-tops, and cut-off jeans are all unbearable when worn anywhere outside of the beach. But I’ll cut California a break on this issue. After all, the Beach Boys might have had shaggy hair but they sang in sweet and spotless harmony.

It’s a shame that heaven couldn’t last forever. It’s from this nostalgic vision of California that one can understand just how far from grace the state has fallen. Surf shops have turned into grimy taco stands. The Beach Boys have been replaced by rappers out of Compton. Rebellious teenage greasers are now drugged up, MS-13 jailbirds. The cities have become a Mecca for hobos and illegal aliens looking for a safe haven. San Francisco has so many bums shitting on the street that there’s now a smartphone app that will tell you where the latest dung heaps have been spotted. Date rapists, sex traffickers, and those who’ve committed assault with a deadly weapon are considered “non-violent” criminals thanks to Proposition 57; the state gets to save a few nickels as these criminals skip merrily out of jail and back onto the streets.

And speaking of the almighty dollar, the state’s finances are also a shambles. If you tally up both state and local debt, California is currently 1.3 trillion dollars in the red. It has $78 billion in deferred highway and bridge maintenance costs. This means that once you’ve honed your skills dodging feces and knife-wielding maniacs you can take things to the next level by bounding over sinkholes and gaping crevices. If you have ever fantasized about being a Hollywood action star, I have good news for you: you’ll have to become one to survive in California.

But it doesn’t end there. In addition to its everyday, humdrum debts, California also has a $1 trillion unfunded pension liability and $150 billion liability in retiree health benefits. A little outside cash might be helpful, but the state can forget about attracting fresh investors since California has one of America’s highest corporate income tax rates. And the highest personal income tax rate, too.

It’s a state engineered for failure. Beelzebub himself could not have a pieced together a more sinister perversion.

There are many theories about how the Bear Republic found itself in this sorry state. Baby boomers, judging from their suburban alcoves, distracted momentarily from remodeling their soulless kitchens and watching Netflix, will assure you that the Democrats ruined California. The tattooed barista at Starbucks with a thousand-cock stare and a degree in gender studies will tell you that California is floundering because it isn’t progressive enough. Bernie Sanders would have turned things around, she’d say.

For me, this mystery isn’t very hard to solve. We only need to compare two snapshots in time, two highly relevant statistics, provided to us by the ever-assiduous US Census Bureau. In 1960, during California’s era of tan lines and surfboard shops, the population of the state was 92% white. In 2010, during California’s era of crumbling roads and illegal safe havens, the population was 40% white. This statistic should ring like thunder in the ears of every American under the age of 45. The Hispanics are 40%, the blacks are 6%, and the Asians are 13% — this means that the minorities can work together to squeeze their common enemy, the white Californian, to the point of suffocation. And the future brings no promise of hope. Whites accounted for 27% of all live births in 2016 while Hispanics gave birth to 47% of the new babies in the state.

This demographic truth transcends all party lines. It smashes all other paradigms. It’s true that Democrats opened the human flood gates, but it’s just as true that the Republican party laid down and let the flood roll right over them. Boomer hero, Ronald Reagan, issued America’s first and most damning amnesty. It was aimed primarily at dealing with the staggering number of Mexicans living in California around 1986; instead of giving them the boot, he signed into law their eternal pardon. The Republicans got so caught up in their own conceit, so hypnotized by their own pipe-dream principles, that they forgot all about common sense. When you import the third world, you become the third world.

I focus on the racial, rather than the political factors, for one very simple reason. We see one man as our head of state, one as attorney general, one as governor; we, the voters, imagine ourselves as individuals casting ballots for other individuals. Nothing could be further from the truth. Peel back the hard rind of democracy and there is nothing but demographics at the core.

Put yourself in the place of a mestizo in San Joaquin County. You have black hair and brown skin like most of your neighbors. You speak Spanish with a smattering of English, one or two words you’ve picked up from watching television. You drive a jalopy with an out of date inspection sticker that is just one oil change away from the junkyard. There are three generations of your family living under your roof. You might fancy yourself as being a unique individual, but curiously enough, your individual interests just so happen to align with all the other brown-skinned, black-haired mestizos on your street who speak Spanish. It’s not something you choose consciously. But without a doubt, those neighbors also drive a run-down car and their grandmothers also live in the same home as their drug dealing grandsons. It’s only natural that their interests are more similar to your own than the interests of limousine liberals in Beverly Hills.

This explains the schizophrenic neoliberalism of modern California. The right-wing has become a non-entity due to broad demographic shifts, so now the left is looking for a new cause to rally the troops as its different agendas can’t find coherence together. The mestizos lobby for handouts as the Beverly Hills crowd pushes for more solar panels and easier abortions. The only thing propping up California’s left-wing is its love of spending other people’s money. Even though the left won California decisively, and the state will never again vote right-wing in the purest sense of the term, the demographic laws of democracy remain as true in the City of Angels as they did in ancient Athens.

In a democracy, all politics is identity politics. It just doesn’t become apparent until your demographic shrinks so small that it can never again win an election. It’s only after your voice becomes a whisper in a room full of bullhorns that you realize you’ll never again be heard. There is no civic duty, no melting pot, no greater good in a democracy: there is only the slow, suffocating numbers of the herd.

Juan from San Joaquin doesn’t care about the white working-class losing their jobs to his illegal labor, nor does he care very much about the dollars and cents he skims off the checks of the white middle-class for his WIC assistance and his emergency room visits. Juan most likely isn’t an evil man. He’s just someone following an instinct to satisfy his own self-interest, which if Juan were alone would be no problem at all, but when Juan has millions of other people like him to vote alongside him, he becomes a threat to all those people who aren’t like him, and who don’t vote the way he votes.

Americans could learn a lot from California. Its language complications, its ethnic tension, its sinkhole finances — these will all become more frequent over the coming years. Around 2040, whites will dip down to less than 50% of America’s total population, and of course, when that happens, California will no longer be a warning but a prophesy.

The Golden State in the 1960s had exemplified the American dream: a place focused on fun, freedom, and easy-living. But easy-living isn’t quite as simple as it might seem at first glance. Sometimes it demands more effort to keep out the bad than to keep in the good. After all, the better the jewels a man has the better his lock will have to be to keep out thieves. It’s too bad most Americans didn’t realize that this same principle applies to immigration. America’s future is mirrored darkly in the looking glass of present-day California: corrupt, brown, and bankrupt.

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Sunday Thoughts (2017.09.24)

Ideals alone are too fragile to sustain a nation. No matter how lofty they might seem in one era, they are subject to the whims of fashion and are hostages to their interpreters. Far superior is the ethnostate, a state that exists solely to protect the interests of its people. It is rooted in the bedrock of biology, a genetic connection shared by one person with another, and from one generation to the next. We need not squabble over what equality means, or how it applies to all men, when we have the inescapable bond of blood to unite us.

Sunday Thoughts (2017.09.17)

America is descending back into a war of “all against all,” due to authority that has been too deeply diluted in the Washington swamp. We are witnessing the approach of anarchy. The Leviathan is no longer a king sitting on top of a smooth political pyramid whose own self-interest dictates that the people be rich and vigorous so that his kingdom can be rich and vigorous. Rather, the U.S. government has become a patchwork of oligarchical cooperation where each committee, each department, each politician is linked in chains of obligation to many specialized interests that do not include the American people. The Leviathan is now a many-headed Hydra. Terrorists, illegals, petty thieves, murderers, pimps, Marxists, rapists and every sort of scoundrel one can imagine has been marching into the United States unopposed. Some have even been invited in as refugees. Hobbes’s notion of the social contract is quite clear: people submit to the state under the condition that it protects them. The United States government is not fulfilling its part of the contract; it is not protecting its citizens. Why, then, do we owe our loyalty to it?

India and America: Diverstopian Nightmares

India is a nation rich with history. The Indus valley, from which the name ‘India’ is derived, is a broad plain of fertile land that stretches from the Punjab all the way to the Sindh and is split by half a dozen rivers. The flat land of the valley flows seamlessly into the Ganges river basin, a piece of land that stretches east for 1 million square kilometers and is held in the cradle of tall, foreboding mountains to the north. Due to fortunate conditions, this region is perfect for giving rise to a teeming civilization, and civilization has indeed thrived there since 3000 B.C., but it is also ideal for another purpose: it is perfect for launching a military invasion. The flat land does nothing to aid the defender while attackers can appear suddenly from out of the mountains and thunder over the plains on horseback with almost nothing in the geography to stop their advance. India has been successfully invaded close to a dozen times.

The many invasions have left India potmarked and deeply scarred. India has twenty-two officially recognized languages and hundreds more that are unrecognized dialects. There are places where one can walk down the street and not only encounter neighbors speaking a different language, but speaking a language that is in a completely different language bracket to one’s own. India also stands at the religious zenith of the world as every major religion has a presence there: Protestant evangelicals and Catholic clergymen, Sunni and Shia Muslims, ceremonious Parsis, yellow-robed Mahayana and orange-robed Theravada Buddhists, bearded Sikhs and deferential Jains, and thousands of different kinds of Hindus. India is likewise a racial melting pot unequaled by any nation in the New World: in Punjab you can find blue-eyed, fair skinned Sikhs tilling fields while down in Tamil Nadu you can find fishermen as black as tar and in all the regions between there exist countless shades of brown. According to modern logic, India should be the poster child of a nation that achieves success through its diversity, but there’s one hitch — India isn’t a success. It is a total mess.

If India has the most ethnic and religious diversity in the world, it also has the most diverse assortment of terrorists imaginable. There are Islamic terrorists, communist terrorists, separatist terrorists, ethno-nationalist terrorists, drug terrorists, and since there are so many terrorists rubbing shoulders in India, whole armies of terrorists gather in places like Kashmir where they get promoted to ‘insurgents’. Due to all of these terrorists running wild there, India frequently features on the top ten list of yearly fatalities due to terrorist attacks. Over the past decade, it has suffered nearly a thousand deaths and three thousand injuries due to terrorism.

Now if you thought the terrorists were frightful in India, take a long look at its government. Corruption runs through India like fruit flies feasting on moldy bread. Billions of dollars were siphoned by government officials in Uttar Pradesh that was originally intended to go to care for rural Indians. In every region of India, drugs are pilfered, medical equipment gets ‘broken’ and promptly goes missing, hospitals crumble while their government administrators give themselves generous raises. Getting a simple driver’s license in India is a complex affair involving government “agents” and “intermediaries” who end up charging you considerably more than the legal rate; driving ability is of no real concern to them. There have been numerous cases, in both the national and local parliaments, of politicians accepting bribes to decide how they will vote on key legislation. Tax evasion is rife and never more common than among the tax enforcement officers. As with all hopelessly corrupt nations, people who dig too deep into these scandals or ask too many uncomfortable questions, end up dead.

India, having drank the dregs of liberal rhetoric a bit too deeply, has tried so earnestly to be a pluralist nation. India’s tolerance, however, became a tolerance of ruin; India’s inclusiveness became so inclusive that now nobody can define what being Indian means. To most Indians, their loyalty is given more readily to their neighborhood or district rather than to some amorphous stain known as the central government.

This leads me to one pressing question for Americans: Knowing what we know about India, is this what we want America to become?

Our nation is speeding down a road that leads straight to India. I fear that we will have the same head-on collision with diversity that India has suffered. Imagine the twisted wreck our nation will become once we have splintered into so many factions that we lose all sense of national identity; imagine America looking like a patchwork quilt of irreconcilable cultures like the Mediterranean after the fall of Rome. Unless we become much more vigilant, America’s future is a future of division.

India’s troubled history with diversity originates with suffering too many invasions; America’s troubled history with diversity originates with offering too many invitations. Instead of struggling nobly and then losing to a superior army we here in America decided to welcome our invaders with placards and promises of universal welfare. From evaluating the immigrants who came to our country legally, fourteen percent of our nation is now foreign born, a total population in excess of forty million. This estimate does not even include the millions of illegal immigrants in our nation who live unopposed and undiscovered due to lax law-enforcement. It is not unreasonable to assume that as much as one-fifth of our nation is not even American at all.

Although there have been periods in history where American immigration reached similar levels, there has never been a period where the immigrants themselves were so different than us. Until the mid-twentieth century immigration to America was almost entirely from Europe: Germans, Irish, British, Italians, and Poles were the primary immigrants and with them came a similar set of values. Not only did these immigrants look very similar to the Americans who were mostly of British-heritage at that time, they shared many of the same values. They were overwhelmingly Christian. They were escaping the old world’s strict class divisions and therefore relished American sentiments of liberty and uncompromising capitalism. There was no welfare state to smother them in assistance from the time their feet touched the shore; the immigrants knew that they would stand or fall on their own efforts. In the end, those who could not withstand their difficulties would be forced to return to Europe, and as far as the statistics show, about one-third of immigrants did exactly that. America’s openness was an openness of opportunity and never an openness that demanded absolute equality between the immigrant and the native.

Much discussion is had about how groups of ethnic Europeans did not integrate into American society at first, especially the Irish, but have since integrated seamlessly. We are reassured by politicians that Mexicans, Muslims, and malfeasants of every nation will integrate if given enough time. To counter this claim, we only have to look at India.

If there is one group in India that has resisted every attempt to integrate, it would have to be India’s Muslims. Islam refuses to be second to any other religion and it never smooths the edges of its thorny theology from exposure to liberal ideals; if it did, it would have done so in India. The Quran dictates that the Muslim refuse all middle-ground and compromise. Muslims have two options: success or the flames of hell. The Quran says, “Slay them [unbelievers] wherever you may catch them and expel them from the place from which they expelled you. The sin of disbelief in God is greater than committing murder.”

Not surprisingly, the bloodiest terror groups in India are all Muslim in origin, and the vast majority of Muslims had differences so irreconcilable with the rest of India that they carved great patches out of both the eastern and western parts of India and called themselves Pakistan. The exodus of Hindus from the Indus valley back to India led to millions of deaths. More lives were lost at that time than were lost in India’s struggle for independence against the British. By the time Pakistan broke away from its mother country, Muslims had been living in India for over one thousand years. India gives us proof that not all religions will integrate.

Europe threw open its doors to Muslims and now they are reaping frightful results. In what were once cultured cities like Paris and London, there are now extensive no-go zones: whole city blocks where Muslim gangs rove the streets and make life miserable for any European who dares to enter. Sharia is illegally enforced and local legislators turn a blind eye to it. Terror attacks are now no longer an occasional occurrence: they happen in sudden avalanches, like landslides sweeping away poor souls who were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, dozens dead every month. Given the current trend, and if India is any indicator of Muslim behavior patterns, in a matter of time, the terror attacks will start leaving dozens of Europeans dead every day. Europe has discovered what India has known for centuries: not all religions will integrate.

In America today, we have anywhere from three to seven million Muslims. The details about their numbers are sketchy because we, like Europe, have plugged our heads in the sand and left our spindly necks exposed. Experts estimate that due to the meteoric birthrate of Muslims that the Muslim population in America will double in just a decade or two. This estimation does not even take into account population increase due to immigration. America will soon discover what India has known for centuries: not all religions will integrate.

Much discussion is also had about how the ethnic Europeans who immigrated to America spoke hundreds of different languages, but in the end, they all integrated. New York has famously been a patchwork of languages: Yiddish, Italian, Polish, and a thousand more. San Francisco has its Chinatown. Miami has its Cubans. Supposedly, each community fits seamlessly into the American whole. To counter this claim, once again we only have to look to India for our answers.

As was mentioned previously, there are twenty-two officially recognized languages in India. English and Hindi are the two languages of the government but there’s one problem: the majority of Indians speak neither one of these languages. English is for the educated elite who can afford to speak a prestigious outside language; less than a tenth of the Indian population is fluent in English. Hindi is spoken in the most populous region of the nation, but even this fact offers no lasting solutions since the Hindi speaking states are also some of the poorest. In the minds of most Indians, there is no prestige in a language of peasant farmers. Naturally, they ask themselves, why should I surrender my tongue for this one? No single language outnumbers Hindi but all of the local languages combined account for two-thirds of all the language speakers in the nation. In fact, the southern half of the Indian peninsula speaks Dravidian languages, which have practically no natural relation to the Indo-European languages of the north.

These linguistic difficulties have proved to be a pressure cooker gathering steam for an explosion. The state of Tamil Nadu vehemently resists the government’s insistence on Hindi. Nearly every decade since India’s independence, the people of Tamil Nadu have had at least one riot to resist the incursions of Hindi. East Pakistan broke free from West Pakistan and became Bangladesh due almost entirely to a desire to promote their own native Bangla language. There are separatist movements spread throughout the many regions of India. Assam, Tamil Nadu, Punjab, Nagaland, Tripura, Kashmir, and Manipur have all been affected. It seems that behind the veneer of nationalism, many Indians silently cherish a vision of revolution that culminates in proud self-determination. At their core, these separatist movements have one thing in common: the preservation of their own native languages and all the culture that accompanies them. India is proof that not all ethnicities will integrate.

In America, since the enactment of the 1965 Immigration and Naturalization Act, we’ve not only allowed non-European immigrants into our nation, we’ve allowed them to come in such numbers that entire cities have forgotten their native English tongue. This is not a case where one neighborhood or city block has flourished with foreigners like in the past. This is a case of systematic invasion. Common, working-class Americans are being booted out of their traditional neighborhoods as the flood waters of immigration rise so high that property values plummet and crime makes the streets verboten for children.

In Miami, East Los Angeles, Santa Ana, Laredo and El Paso, Spanish is now the majority language while English has begun to taper off into irrelevancy. There are dozens of radio stations and hundreds of television channels that speak Spanish exclusively; media companies have simply adapted to the realities of the demographic shift. Over fifty million Americans speak Spanish, which makes the United States the second largest Spanish speaking nation in the world, behind only Mexico. The results of our immigration policy are clear: English flounders so that Spanish can flourish. Everyday Americans are left scratching their heads as Congress permits this unenviable displacement of America with Latin America.

Just as how tall, white pillars hold up the Acropolis, the English language holds up our American identity. In the United States, we can confidently say, integration is impossible without English. Separatist movements have predictably sprung up in those areas hit hardest by Hispanic immigration.

Organizations such as the Brown Berets of Aztlan, La Raza Unida, and Nation de Aztlan openly denigrate whites and declare the supremacy of Chicano people over all others. They are no different from any other racial supremacist organization in the United States, with the exception that we place no limitations upon their entry. We not only invite these radicals into our nation, we glibly hand them citizenship. These domestic terrorists want to see the states that stretch from Texas to California returned to Mexico. Their primary plan to achieve this end, which they hide from no one, is to saturate America with Mexican labor and then use those Mexicans as their base of agitation. It is abundantly clear how badly our politicians and law enforcement officers have failed us; they’ve sleepwalked right into the cannibal’s cauldron and it’s the American people who will have to sit in it. Some of these organizations, such as the National Council of La Raza, are handed federal grant money so that they can relentlessly lobby the government to keep the flood gates with Mexico open. America will soon discover what India has known for centuries: not all ethnicities will integrate.

At this point, some people may strongly object. Some may point to the Chinatowns of America and say look at the foreign food and exotic ambiance: Chinatowns are charming, not a national threat. The first and most salient reply to this claim is that the Chinese are not clamoring for secession. The second, subtler reply is the one that is more applicable to Hispanic immigration. Chinatowns are endearing, but once Chinatowns begin to become the norm, we will find ourselves no longer visiting Chinatown but living in it. Mexicans are coming to the United States in such numbers that whole cities, whole counties have become indistinguishable from Mexico. Many Americans no longer need to visit Mexico — they have unwittingly found themselves living in it.

Americans have to stare deeply into the soul of India. We need to analyze the crippling effects that diversity has caused in that once proud culture. We stand poised on years of burning homes, assassination, ethnic obscurity, and dry rot corruption. We stand ready for a long, diverstopian nightmare. If an intruder breaks into your home at night, and you wake up when he is at your door, you may be able to stop him. If you wake up when he is standing over you with a knife at your throat, you’re powerless to stop him; you’re dead. America must learn what India has known for centuries: not all people will integrate.