Can Western Civilization Endure Female Psychology?

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Have you heard the news? Consistent with their resolution to attack keyboard warriors of “the far right”, the Starmer government has made it clear that they will punish “extreme misogyny” expressed in online comments. Whatever that means. This should not be surprising because the Labour Party manifesto reportedly declared it to be their intention long before the writ was dropped in early July.

Make no mistake, progressive regimes across the world will copy these measures—if they don’t  already have them on the books. Once entrenched, one should not expect them to be repealed. Conservative politicians who hope to return to office will likely do somersaults to appease those “white suburban women” that pollsters keep talking about.

This is all to say that the window to express “misogynist” opinions and comments is closing fast. That is why I feel the urgent need to say something I have wanted to say for years, primarily for therapeutic reasons. I have been sitting on a boiling pot of “hate” for some time and if I don’t want the lid to blow off  I need to blow off some steam while I can.  Are you ready? Here it is:

“Women’s Suffrage is the death knell of Western Civilization”

There it is. I have said it. The question is why I believe that to be the case.  In a nutshell, it is my observation that a disproportionate number of electors who vote for open-borders candidates are women. Enough to virtually guarantee the demise of national sovereignty and what the New York Times has recently called demographic “reshaping”. A euphemism for a transformation which it had previously designated as a “racist conspiracy theory”. The Great Replacement.

Here’s the nub of it. A disproportionate number of pathological altruists are women, governed more by emotion than reason. They rely most on the right hemisphere of their brains and are apt not to have a quantitative understanding of the world. Female artists doubly so. They do not think as much as they emote. And nothing presses emotional buttons as much as exposure to images. Remember the “Napalm Girl”? Remember Alan Kurdi? Or that photo of border patrol agents on horseback wielding whips, allegedly in the pursuit of “undocumented” runaways? The sight of these images is enough to make politicians fling the floodgates wide open, or keep them open. Impulsive decisions that changed history.

Men too are subject to these feelings of course, and many of them give way to them. But women much more so. I must confess watching Lassie movies or Littlest Hobo episodes brought tears to my eyes. But fortunately for taxpayers, I was not in position to pass a law that would force them to adopt every dog or cat held in animal shelters and subsidize the importation of tens of  thousands of “rescue” dogs from Mexico. Including the illegal ones.

The “cat lady” mentality trumps logic and calm reflection every time. That is why it must be constrained and contained. Your wife may have agreed that now is not the time to get a cat or dog, but that resolution instantly vanishes if she comes upon a kitten or a puppy looking for a home. That is as it should be. If women did not possess that nurturing  instinct, our species would obviously not exist. But when it when this instinct finds expression at the ballot box and gains entry to the state treasury, look out.

Let me put it this way. If women had not been able to vote, would Obama or Justin Trudeau have been elected? Case closed,

One might argue that expressing this view serves no practical purpose . We are what we are. Women are women and men are men, notwithstanding what they “identify” as.  And Women’s Suffrage is a fixture of western democracy. There is no going back. Half the electorate would never agree to bow out of decision making. Yet I feel the need to vent my bitterness.

At times I feel like Bill Murray on Groundhog Day. I witnessed the first outbreak of  Trudeaumania in 1968, and its return in 2015.  A vaccine was never found. And now Kamala Harris is riding that same wave of mindless euphoria.

It seems that like insect infestations, progressive pandemics of this kind are cyclical in nature. We think we have exterminated them but they come back in greater force some years later. We thought that we put Communism to bed when the Berlin Wall fell in 1989. But a generation later, it popped up and suddenly we realize that it has captured corporate boards and legislatures.

We didn’t see it coming. It caught us by surprise because we failed to understand two things. Younger generations lack a sense of history, and older generations fail to teach it to them. And presently, the “history” they are being taught now is fake history dispensed by Marxist ideologues. Can they ever be deprogrammed? Yuri Bezmenov thought not. They are fatally contaminated. If they were to be rehabilitated their education would consist mostly of  unlearning what they had learned. It would take a pretty potent red pill to accomplish that.

About once every 7 years local forests here are overtaken by tent caterpillars. They consume leaves on the branches of every deciduous tree in sight and kill them. Then they die off as suddenly as they appeared. But they come back, as in a Stephen King horror film. It seems that Marxism follows a similar trajectory. It is defeated, only to rise again. It never dies. It just goes into hibernation.  When it awakens and finds a vehicle in the guise of a charismatic leader, it is irresistible. Unstoppable. Like I say, I have seen this movie before. 1968, 2015, and now, in 2024. God help us.

On each of these occasions I have been a helpless bystander. Shocked, dismayed and angry Very angry. People around me whom I previously regarded as rational, were suddenly transformed into groupies. Yes, a significant number of men succumbed to this madness, but their numbers were markedly fewer than females. Females much like the teenage girls who drowned out Ed Sullivan when he tried to introduce the Beatles. Except they were not high school kids but mothers, wives and college grads.

What can be done about this?  Nothing.

My advice? When you see the Communist tsunami about to hit the beach, do this. Hunker down, cover your head and hold onto your wallet. And when you finally feel it safe to emerge from your bunker, hope that the wave has passed and retreated and the socialist horde has left something behind for you and what remains of Western Civilization to start over again.

Maybe next time we can design a form of governance that does not give full rein to emotional decision making and groupthink. I would suggest that we consult Aristotle.

 https://www.eurocanadians.ca/2024/08/can-western-civilization-endure-female-psychology

Canadian author Tim Murray was a long-time Canadian democratic socialist mugged by the reality of Limits to Growth. His new awareness led him away from traditional left/right dichotomies toward steady-state solutions, and a fierce determination to fight the fake environmentalism of the Sierra Club and their clones. He was the co-founder of Biodiversity First, a director of Immigration Watch Canada, and formerly on the board of Population-Environment Balance. He is an avid hiker and nature-lover who co-exists with wolves, cougars, bears, bald-headed eagles in the North Gulf Islands of British Columbia.

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