No, they don't actually want to kill us. They want us to be dead. They want someone else or something else to kill us. They would have us all die of bird flu or a flood, says those like the Lizard Man, Eric R. Pianka, "...world-renowned ecologist, [who] advocated for the extermination of 90 percent of the human species in a most horrible and painful manner." Pianka lives today, but his soul mates have lived forever, since at least the time of the compilation of the Epic of Gilgamesh when it is recorded that the gods wiped out the world's population for being too noisy.
Hatred of Humanity is not new, and it is not lovely. "War and famine would not do, he [Pianka] explained. Instead, disease offered the most efficient and fastest way to kill the billions that must soon die if the population crisis is to be solved."
Pianka doesn't actually want to kill anyone. That would mess up his hairdo and get his hands dirty. He prefers that nature kill billions these for him.
He is not alone. He is an ecologist, from what the reports claim. And that puts him into the camp of some illustrious fascists from our last and unloved century and before. To get a better look at Pianka and his ilk we'll turn to those past years and past people to see our own more clearly from this distance. It's so much easier for us to hate those who are already dead. We, after all, have some regard for the living, regardless of the Piankas among us who might otherwise draw our ire more directly.
There is a class of persons who wish to exterminate people en masse. Pianka seems to be one of those. He is and they are the "elite." They talk a lot. They write books. They speak to the media. Pianka, to his dubious credit, seems to be something of a woodsman. The rest are generally effeminate and effete. They are generally the cafe exterminationists. They talk and they talk and they talk. Once in an era one of them rises to the heights of power and gives direction to the phantasists who get to play dress-up, who get to indulge their phantasies, who get thugs to murder the masses.
And then they fall. And then they die.
Good-bye bo-bo's, Himmler, Goebbels, Goering. Hello Sontag, Derrida, Foucault. Oh, they're all dead. Never mind, there are others to take their places. Let's look at some more dead people and see if we recognize Herr Pianka in their words. Let's look at those who wished to murder Humanity. In them we will see today's Left dhimmi fascists.
All Pianka quotations from link above.
"We're no better than bacteria," Mims [see link above] quoted Pianka as saying in his condemnation of the human race, which, he claimed, is overpopulating the Earth.
The only way to save the planet for the rest of the species is to reduce the human population to 10 percent of its current number.
There is a pose to strike for the for the weak and the sick and the charmless: it is the pose of Natural Aristocracy. There is an affectation among the sickly and the resentful losers in this life: it is Assumed Superiority. In our modern times we see this clearly in T.S.Eliot, in Ezra Pound, in Virginia Wolfe.
In the following we will look at John Carey, The Intellectuals and the Masses. We shall compare his work and views to the Lizard Man and Ward Churchill and Noam Chomsky and Cindy Sheehan and the hairy tangle of snot hanging from the chin of mankind. Our elite.
From George Moore, Confessions of a Young Man of 1888 we get a good view of our intelligentsia today. In this we will see the university professors, the antiwar activists, the ecologists, the cheerleaders of fascist Islam, of the lot of them who would kill us for raping Mother Nature, for being inherently racist, for being middle class, for-- and so on:
Pity, that most vile of all virtues, has never been known to me. The great pagan world I love knew it not. Now the world proposes to interrupt the terrible austere laws of nature which ordain that the weak shall be trampled upon, shall be ground into death and dust.
Injustice we worship; all that lifts us out of the misery of life is the sublime fruit of injustice. Every immortal deed was an act of fearful injustice.... What care I that some millions of wretched Israelites died under Pharaoh's lash or Egypt's sun? It was well that they died that I might have the pyramids to look on. Is there one among us who would exchange them for the lives of the ignominious slaves that died? What care I that the virtue of some sixteen year old maiden was the price paid for Ingres' La Source? .... Nay more, the knowledge that a wrong was done-- that millions of Israelites died in torments, that a girl, or a thousand girls, died in hospital for that one virginal thing, is an added pleasure which I could not afford to spare. Oh for reticuled canopies of lilies; to see the great gladiators pass, to hear them cry the famous 'Ave Caesar', to hold the thumb down, to see the blood flow, to fill the languid hours with eh agonies of poisoned slaves! Oh, for excess, for crime! I would give many lives to save one sonnet by Baudelaire; for the hymn, 'A la tres-chere, a la tres-belle, qui remplit mon coeur de clarte," let the first born in every house in Europe be slain; and in all sincerity I profess my readiness to decapitate all the Japanese in Japan and elsewhere, to save one drawing by Hokee. Again I say that all we deem sublime in the world's history are acts of injustice; and it is certain that if man does not relinquish at once, and for ever, his vain, mad and fatal dream of justice, the world will lapse into barbarism.... But the old world of heroes is over now. The skies above us are dark with sentimentalism... nothing remains for us to worship but the Mass, the blind, the inchoate, insensate Mass; for and fenland before us, we shall founder in putrefying mud, creatures of ooze and rushes about us." [Carey: pp.: 55-56.]
Ah, Mr. Moore, art connoisseur, sensitive and cultured man of the world, would have us all killed to protect art from our grubby little fingers and our prying eyes, our dirty, common little minds. Life is reserved for Mr Moore and his friends, anything else meant only for their enjoyment. For Dr Lizard, life iis for the snakes. For our Left dhimmi fascists, life is for the Palestinians, for the wretched of the Earth. We, we middle class philsitines, we don't count because we are not authentic. We are the masses, the Americans, the great unwashed who eat at McDonald's and mess up the pristine beauty of the coinnesseurs' existence and we don't know our places, we being arrogant. We should be-- we must be-- we must be exterminated.
Pianka then displayed a slide showing rows of human skulls, one of which had red lights flashing from its eye sockets. AIDS is not an efficient killer, he explained, because it is too slow. His favorite candidate for eliminating 90 percent of the world's population is airborne Ebola (Ebola reston), because it is both highly lethal and it kills in days, instead of years. However, Professor Pianka did not mention that Ebola victims die a slow and torturous death as the virus initiates a cascade of biological calamities inside the victim that eventually liquefy the internal organs."
D.H. Lawrence, Fantasia of the Unconscious [writes that] [g]iven the condition of modern man, he feels inclined to say, "Three cheers of the inventors of poison gas." Hatred of mankind and the wish to exterminate it become associated in Lawrence's mind with the idea of being cleansed and happy: "To learn plainly to hate mankind, to detest the spawning human being," he writes in 1917, "that is the only cleanliness now." The thought of the earth "all grass and trees," and with no works of man at all, "just a hare listing to the inaudible-- that is Paradise." ....
Lawrence, writing to E.M. Forster in 196, feels gladdened by the prospect that war and violent death will wipe out all the hordes of mankind, and adds, "I think it would be good to die, because death would be a clean land with no people in it; not even the people of myself." [Carey: pp. 11-12.]
Most of the writers we'll look at here were living and working throughout the First World War. They can't claim not to have known the suffering of others. They cannot claim they were simply expressing a metaphorical weltschmertz. It won't do. Neither will it do for the Lizard Man to claim he was quoted out of context. This is the context.
Pianka notes in the online syllabus for his Diversity and Ecology class that the deadly form of Ebola – Ebola zaire – that has killed nine out of the 10 people infected currently only spreads by direct contact with infected blood, while Ebola reston, the close relative that currently kills only monkeys, is an airborne virus. Evolution, he says, will in time result in an airborne form fatal to humans.
Mims notes that when Pianka finished his remarks, the audience of fellow scientists and students burst out in sustained applause.
[Writer Clive] Bell's language figures himself and fellow aesthetes as engaged upon dangerous and energetic pursuits, when in fact they are merely looking at pictures or reading books. That might make the Nietzschean rhetoric seem somewhat fatuous. [Carey: pp. 74-75.]
Scientists of course, they are different. They do more than read books and look at pictures. They are environmentalists, some of them, and they know things we others do not. They seem to know, for example, that we should support them at universities, and that we should die. Social scientist, well, they know even more than physical scientists: they know that we should die, and in the meantime they know how we should live in accordance with their social science models. How lucky we are to be blessed by their concern for us. Of course, we have to pay for them to live in style. We have to send them to parliaments, to the U.N., to the E.U. and so on.
Applause reaches Dag's burning ears. I thank you. Thank you very much.
During a question-and-answer sessions, the audience laughed approvingly when Pianka offered the bird flu as another vehicle toward achieving his goal. They also chuckled when he suggested it was time to sterilize everyone on Earth.
Clive Bell in Civilization... [writes] that civilization depends on the existence of a small group of people of exquisite sensibility, who know how to respond to works of art, and who also have a refined appreciation sensory delights such as food and wine. Without this 'civilizing elite,' standards are bound to fall. Signs of decay are already apparent. 'There are now,' Bell regrets, 'but two or three restaurants in London where it is an unqualified pleasure to dine.'
What distinguishes these rare and gifted beings is their ability to detect 'pure form' in works of art. They pay no attention to the human interests or emotions which artworks might seem to arouse. Though these are what people incapable of aesthetic emotion look for in art, they are actually 'sentimental irrelevancies.' True art does not consist in 'what the grocer thinks he sees,' but in the ' sense of ultimate reality' the artwork yields to 'educated persons of extraordinary sensibility.' No artist, Bell feels sure, has ever believed in human equality. 'All artists are aristocrats....'
It follows that, if society wants to be civilised, it must establish conditions favorable to the preservation of the gifted few. connoisseurs of pure form cannot be expected to earn their own living, for 'almost all kinds of money-making are detrimental to the subtler and more intense states of mind' required for artistic appreciation. Consequently, people of taste and discernment must be supported by public funds. They alone will be fully educated, and the state will make them a regular and ample allowance throughout their lives. It may also take responsibility for their children should they have any. [Carey: pp. 80-81.]
We can see again the fruits of Plato's Republic ripening in the light of our brilliant Left dhimmi fascists's minds. turn later, if you will , to the Myth of the Metals, where you will read of the Golden Ones who, unlike the Iron people are special, even so special as our EU leaders unelected by any other than God and each other.
"What kind of reception have you received as you have presented these ideas to other audiences that are not representative of us?" asked one member of the audience.
"I speak to the converted!" Pianka replied.
In response to the revolt of the masses, intellectuals generated the idea of a natural aristocracy, consisting of intellectuals. On the question of precisely what makes natural aristocrats aristocratic, there was some disagreement. [Carey: p. 71.]
When we look at the Left dhimmi fascist intelligentsia today we see no one different from those who were the social Darwinists and eugenicists of yesteryear, only the cliches have changed. Today's philosopher kings and elect and gnostic knowers are the same as they have always been. Lizard Man is still a lizard man, no different from the fools above and below. Our problem is that we allow them space in our media, voice in our lecture halls, status in our lands.
Mims said he spoke glowingly of the police state in China that enforces a one-child policy.
"Smarter people have fewer kids," Mims quoted Pianka as saying.
[On] early twentieth century intellectuals. The intellectual code regards fondness for children as suburban or middle class. According to this view, parenthood is a distraction from the serious pursuit of culture.... Literary intellectuals in the first half of the twentieth century tended to opt for childlessness or child neglect. Wyndham Lewis, for example, refused to have children with his wife, and took no responsibility of the illegitimate children his mistresses gave birth to. His daughter and son were both given away. 'I have no children, though some, I believe, are attributed to me,' he told a friend. 'I have work to do.' [Carey: p. 170.]
One suggestion was that there was, or ought to be, a secret kind of knowledge which only intellectuals could posses-- a 'body of esoteric doctrine, defended from the herd.' as D.H. Lawrence put it. [Carey: p. 71.]
There is nothing more to write on this. Please find yourself time to read through some of the comments at Derek's blog:
Following the question-and-answer session, Mims says "almost every scientist, professor and college student present stood to their feet and vigorously applauded the man who had enthusiastically endorsed the elimination of 90 percent of the human population. Some even cheered. Dozens then mobbed the professor at the lectern to extend greetings and ask questions."
Natural law, as opposed to sentimental morality, 'recognises what is due to character, to creative genius, to personal power.' It is neglect of that law in modern democratic times that has sanctioned personal attacks upon the great men of literature, and other forms of cultural 'sansculottism.' Such disrespect for the truly gifted is, in the last resort, an offense against divinity. [Carey: p. 193]
Pianka et al are on the thrones of success in our modern times . They have the specialised and specialist knowledge the rest of us are never going to have. They, unlike us, do not suffer from the false consciousness of being middle class philistines. hey are gifted and aware, and the rest of us just clutter up the world with our noxious and destructive presence. A good ninety per cent of the rest of us should die.
The Lizard Man and his colleagues are certainly geniuses. Let's just accept it. Carey writes:
The principle underlying all nature's operations, he stresses, is the 'aristocratic principle.' This conforms with 'the eternal Will that governs the universe.' For Hitler, as for other intellectuals, it follows that there is or should be some connection between cultural eminence and political power. The supreme natural aristocrat, Hitler argues, is the genius, and it is the shining example o f genius that makes clear the baseness of the mass and the folly of parliamentary democracy. The creative act of genius is 'always a protest against the inertia of the mass.' Democracy, by vesting power in 'the dunderheaded multitude' flies in the face of 'the aristocratic principle of nature.' In common with other disciples of Nietzsche, Hitler conceives of a moral universe in which the 'dead weight' of the mass is pitted against 'the eternal privilege of force and energy' in the gifted intellectual. He also shares the customary intellectual scorn for the nouveaux riches, whom he regards as false aspirers to nobility, unacceptable 'from the stand-point of good breeding.' [Carey: p 200.]
Mims notes five hours later, the Texas Academy of Science presented Pianka with a plaque in recognition of his being named 2006 Distinguished Texas Scientist.
We'll return next time with more on this topic of the elitist hatred of the middle class and ther bo-bo desire to have us all gone away from them. The bo-bos who would have us all die are of a kind alone, and they have many of the rest of us convinced they actually know something we should accept as reality. This needs some specific address. Next time we'll look at those people the bo-bos would preserve while they would exterminate us. We'll look at the bo-bos as philobarbarists.