Once Aryan Skynet Goes Live It Doesn't Matter Who Pulled The Switch
Nick Land, the balding, autistic, and humanity-hating mentor of the loose agglomeration of Judaic masturbators and anime nerds comprising the hardcore #Zioreaction scam, epitomizes the self-aggrandizing nihilism and cult of “personality” informing the “movement”. Precisely what it is about this influentially tedious figure that qualifies him as a “reactionary” or “man” of the “Right” is a mystery, as his ballyhooed philosophy appears to consist of little more than gothic sci-fi-flavored intellectualizations of his fantasies of oppressing the poor by remote control from an automated oriental massage parlor.
The program would seem to differ from neocon drone warfare only in that his blog has lots of big, skyscraping words and a frightening black background to scare away those carbon-based lifeforms who might wander innocently onto his Borg-ark. Land, if possible, may be an even bigger proponent of “creative” destruction than Mitt Romney, and he so delights in the prospect of putting people (“legacy anthropomorphic metrics”) out of their jobs with robotic labor that, no doubt hugging himself and chuckling, he lately composed a cutting-edgy experimental duovocal cyberpunk electro-text, “Labor Power”, with which to accelerate himself into an orgasm.
“Prolius”, whose fatalistic parents presumably named him after his inevitable station in life, explains why he thinks he deserves a raise, while employer “Squeezy” – a reference, one assumes, to Land’s manual posture while philosophizing – has other ideas.
Squeezy: Getting on OK with the robot, Prolius?
Prolius: Totally. I’ve doubled my hamburger output for no extra work, and even a bit less hot-fat splashing.
Squeezy: Great. It looks like it should pay for itself in three months.
Prolius: The thing is though, Mr. Squeezy, as I see it, I’m due a substantial pay rise.
Squeezy: Sorry, help me out here a minute Prolius, why is that exactly?
Prolius: Isn’t it obvious? My productivity has doubled.
Squeezy: Your productivity?
Prolius: No doubt about that Mr. Squeezy. I looked it up. Labor productivity equals economic output over employment.
Squeezy: But I thought you’d just said the extra output is down to the robot?
Prolius: The robot doesn’t count, because it doesn’t have a labor contract.
Squeezy: There’s a bank loan.
Prolius: We’re in the Aeon of ZIRP. Debt is free forever now. So that’s irrelevant.
Squeezy: But what motive do I have to pay you more?
Prolius: Please, Mr. Squeezy, don’t be simplistic. I’m not just a worker with rapidly accelerating productivity. Far more importantly, I’m a consumer. If you paid me more, I could make a greater contribution to aggregate demand.
Squeezy: You’re saying, if I gave you more money, I could get some of it back by also selling you more hamburgers?
Prolius: You’ve got it. That’s how the economy works.
A commenter on this piece, “Aeroguy”, makes a startlingly worthwhile contribution to discussion at Outside in, when he writes, “Prolius would get a raise if there was a rise in the demand for labor (or reduction in supply, which is why reductions in labor imports is always a populist cause and it’s [sic] absence from populist politics is proof of the effectiveness of Cathedral influence).” “Aeroguy”, despite his typical #ZRx misattribution of the elite’s hostility to the “Cathedral” rather than the Synagogue, is correct; but Land has no interest in “demotism”.
As a futurist, Nick Land is surely extremely bored by proposals which amount to pretty much turning back the clock.
Given that we didn’t really believe in any way of fixing the mess, the discussion turned to how is the situation likely to evolve. He has this model on the elite, which he defines in a Pareto distribution as the productive 20% (against the useless 80%), would simply flee to civilised fortresses mega-cities a la Singapore where they would enjoy the benefits of a high IQ society. With robotics and other advances the utility of low skilled labor will decrease into what amounts to nil, so the masses would [be] left to their own devices in the hinterland. Where they’d starve to medieval densities.
I didn’t really agree with this model. He argued that the elite is incredibly globalised, and doesn’t give a shit about their nations or countries. Which is true. Also true about both of us.
Land, furthermore, makes no secret of this. “It’s certainly amusing that the only people who don’t think we’re Nazis are the Nazis,” he writes, referring to ethnonationalists. “They recognize that ‘cognitive elitists’ are inherently prone to race treachery — which could be pushed all the way out to species treachery (if I have anything to do with it).” Here he openly boasts of his aspirations to “species treachery”, attempting to disguise his fundamentally anti-human perversion as merely some parenthetical jest.
The upshot is that Land has no intention of working to improve or preserve the lot of whites or of western civilization generally. He concedes that what he enjoys “about the Neoreaction is its anger management, which is inextricable from its taste for irony (and probably also from its decadence)”, which is to say, its passivity in the face of civilization’s collapse. Land’s only discernably “reactionary” position, in fact, is his sharp reaction to any suggestion that whites ought to be motivated to reracinate, collaborate, and to organize along lines of defense and resurgence.
This is all par for the course of Land’s career as a do-nothing intellectual, which included “work” in the “Cybernetic Culture Research Unit” at the University of Warwick, where this worthy’s legendary academic herculeanisms included production of such profundities as the following:
The figure one (1) – elaborated from a simple vertical stroke – is at least semi-ideographic as a relic tally-mark (basically identical in this respect to the Roman numeral . I’). This figure has obvious phallic resonance (especially in contrast to the sign for zero (0)). Its relation to the figure seven (7) is supported by numerological analyses (since seven cumulated (28) reduces to one).
In other words, Land is unable to look at the number one without immediately thinking of dicks. At Warwick, Land is said to have taken an interest in kabbalist numerology and allegedly even “went through a phase of talking only in numbers, and was once ‘taken over’ by three distinct entities” – one of which must have been the spirit of a departed jackass. It is also interesting to note, in view of his identification above of “0” as a symbolic vagina, that his @Outsideness Twitter account utilizes a glowering skull design with the caption “zero” scrawled underneath it in Land’s copious secretions. An apt choice of numerals, this writer concedes.
Here the mincing, “um”-ing mole-man can be seen holding darkly enlightened cybernetic court in a physico-synth-fab brown t-raiment: