We’ve got a wild one here. A Youtuber, an Irishman, who goes by the name of Uberboyo. He’s big into Nietzsche – the 19th century German philosopher who infamously proclaimed, “God is dead.” – and that’s probably why he calls himself an Uber-boy, akin to the Ubermensch ideal of said philosopher. He also makes liberal use of internet language, like “based, soy, reddit” and many other colloquialisms that sound positively horrid when spoken out loud. But for the sake of compelling arguments and top-notch oration, I can forgive that.
I became aware of this guy’s videos when I saw his scathing dramatized rebuke of Christianity from the ancient Roman perspective, comparing the fledgling faith to the modern SJW political movements of today. The core message of that video resonated with me, as I have felt this way about the churches since I began to scrutinize them: The original Christians were all a bunch of bleeding-heart sore losers who resented the Romans, carrying on the legacy of the Hebraic sore losers who were held captive in Babylon. The pastors and priests would have us believe that for proper morality to exist, we must have their religion or all will fall into debauched chaos. The millennia-long pagan empires of Rome, Greece, and Egypt stand in stark opposition to that claim – easy to ignore because they’re so far away in history.
That’s essentially the argument of his Roman-centric critique video. His takes are long and verbose, so I’m doing my best to distill hours of talking into a couple of digestible paragraphs.
His next video, Examining Nietzsche’s Brutal Criticism of Christianity, expounded upon these ideas further and goes into detail examining a phenomenon that I also have been cognizant of: The Atheist-to-Trad-Con Pipeline.
If any of you fuckers were paying attention back in 2010-2015, the Atheist and skeptic Youtubers ruled the roost of high-brow discourse. They went about obliterating the precious myths and stories that our grandparents held dear, turning everyone who followed them into a gaggle of snarky nihilists. However, the Achilles Heel of the plucky god-deniers manifested from an egalitarian political perspective and they soon found themselves being buried under their own edifices of biological reality when the White Nationalists came knocking. The atheists failed to come up with a satisfying comeback, and were positively humorless about the whole ordeal, so the narrative shifted towards a renewed interest in conservative thought. The pendulum swung hard and then Donald Trump was elected as President of the United States.
All logical discourse went to shit after 2016. There was palpable fear and polarization coursing through social media. The right-wingers were all terrified of being replaced by third-worlders. Progressives were cowering in attics writing Twitter diaries as jack-booted thugs ostensibly patrolled their streets.
A whole load of political bullshit. Back to the religious aspect.
Uberboyo argues that the current resurgence of interest in Christianity and Orthodoxy amongst young right-wing adherents is a fearful reaction to modernity. They’re desperately clawing for stability in an uncertain world, so they look back at the higher standard of living that their grandparents enjoyed. For most, our old folks were conservative Christians. That must be the solution to all of our problems, right?
Well, I was raised in one of these churches that would-be internet Christians are getting so excited about. Allow me to temper expectations a bit: They’re not the magical Trad-Con paradises that some would have us imagine. Really, it’s kind of like walking into a hospice with most of the faithful congregations that are left these days. All of the youthful energy has gone out of these rotting institutions. Why? Because the kids have access to the Internet and figured out it was all a big lie. Perhaps a noble lie, as Plato would put it, but a deception nonetheless. Something akin to Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy.
Uberboyo rightfully points out that there’s a good reason these stories and myths were developed in the first place. They served as an anesthetic against the horrors of harsh reality. The important thing was that people survived and built a legacy; even if that meant the foundation of their psyche was built upon fairy tales. When most people are confronted with how harsh and unforgiving mother nature can be, they can become suicidal nihilists, vegans, or are sent running back to the comfortable myths of the church with their hair on fire. Another path is embracing the madness, but very few even entertain that worldview. It’s often too painful compared to a familiar gilded cage.
I made an attempt at returning to church back in 2014 after my world was rocked by a run-in with a fraud psychic. However, my succubus spirit, Catherine, made this transition back to La La Land nigh impossible. She was reality, an embodiment of harsh and alluring mother nature, constantly staring into my freshly-opened third eye. There was no going back to believing in Santa Claus or Jesus Christ. If there was to be any return, I’d only be there for the security-blanket-like effect those institutions provide. The only real security they offer is a kind of community – so long as you carefully toe their line.
Since my realization that the toothpaste was not going back into the tube, I’ve always held the position that if we’re going to build communities afresh, they need not be built on the victim-mentality of the Abrahamic religions, where everyone is born broken and in desperate need of salvation. The ancients have shown us that it is possible to have great stories and myths that do not require self-flagellation. Yes, reality is often shit, but it is also beautiful.
This leads into the crowning jewel of Uberboyo’s exhaustive rant. The solution to all of these problems is energy. The old institutions of the West are severely lacking in vitality, just as it was with Rome being invaded soon after adopting Christianity. Taking on the Hebraic faith was a stop-gap for a civilization that had run its course. The same can be said for the progressives who are tearing down statues in our streets today. The resentful urban weirdos have all of the energy behind them. Whereas the traditional rustic types are utterly spent. But this situation won’t stay like this forever. Energy is always moving, morphing, and changing. I do not think our future will be the dysgenic communist utopia that many fear is coming and that Jesus Christ is alleged to be saving us from.
Being bound to my succubus spirit has taught me a lot about energy. It can be used in productive and destructive ways. This past ten years has been a sometimes tumultuous, often pleasurable, teaching session about these realities. Catherine is who she is, and there’s nothing I can do to convince her otherwise. She’s like a lion who simply follows what’s in her nature and makes no apologies for it. Essentially, that is also how we are supposed to be if there’s any hope of succeeding. Does the lion apologize to the gazelle as he’s eating it from the ass up?
Another point from Nietzsche that Uberboyo points out is how the manifestation of this vital energy leads to true morality. Unlike the book-based abstractions of Christianity, true vitality has a way of ordering itself naturally. He uses the example of the stiff arm on a dead corpse being dowsed in an ATP solution – basically pure energy for muscles – and how the arm will begin to relax, ready for orders from the brain again. I believe this is why martial arts often have such a big focus on meditation, relaxation, and stretching. So that when it comes time to use that energy, the body will be like a fresh, green, flexible reed; unbroken by the worst mother nature can dish out. True energy causes the body to relax and it’s able to role with the punches. Rigidness and fear ultimately lead to being shattered.
I believe running back to those old decrepit institutions is a mistake. We’ve got to go balls-deep into the abyss. Most are not willing to plunge those depths, so they’ll cling to an old teddy bear for dear life and ultimately loose it in the end.
I’ve found that a succubus can help train that precious energy. They know more about it than anyone. They constantly encourage the proper use of that fire, despite our constant modern-day misuse. I’ve written fairly extensively about this before, so I won’t belabor the point here.
I’ll leave off with a quote from Conan the Barbarian, the perfect archetype of that vitalist energy:
“Live. Love. Burn with life. Slay and survive!”
