Though it does not touch all equally, this Jezebel spirit shaped the collective experience of Generation X, and no doubt, those since as well. By the conspiracy of cumulative forces in the sexual revolution, no-fault divorce, inflation, affirmative action legislation, women’s mass entry of the workforce, welfare safety net incentives, and the Church’s slide from patriarchy into egalitarianism, my generation alternately came to be known as “the latchkey generation.” Because the careerism and countervailing hobbyism of the preceding baby boom generation left most of my era to raise themselves in little “Lord of the Flies” type colonies.
But that abandonment was nonetheless a tectonic shift into matriarchy, unmatched since the Industrial Revolution took fathers off the homestead in the 1840s. By the 1980s women had assumed social dominance not only in the home, but in media, academia, politics, culture, and, more’s the pity, the church. Even if Gen X kids saw less of their mothers than any generation prior, all surrogate authorities they were likely to encounter — be they babysitters, teachers, administrators, or counselors — were women; a point emphasized by Tyler Durden’s nihilist appraisal of Gen X: “We’re a generation of men raised by women. I’m wondering if another woman is really the answer we need.”
Nihilist lenses aside, Fight Club does relay something essential to understanding Generation X: the bifurcation of the male personae in that era: hen-pecked on one hand, and unattended on the other, either this circumstance compelled a boy to become an epicene Little Lord Fauntleroy in hopes of appeasing every castrating divorcee den mother with power over his life, or rebelling against that sadistic matriarchy, he became a wildling. The film portrays one man’s walk on that spiritual tightrope and the resultant fracturing of his psyche. While effeminates of various sorts may bridle to institutionalization under the scrutiny of a tattooed, pierced, butch-cut and pink-haired Yaya Sisterhood that is every HR department today, those retaining any vestigial masculinity will tend to an ever more jaded contrarianism. Some will trend cynical of everything, and at length, apathetic to much as well.
Voila, the MGTOW movement and Game community emerge as products of feminism itself.
As a corollary, the rise of feminism also coincided with the age of the serial killer (SK). Indeed, on account of their proliferation in that era, the late 60s through the 70s were the timeframe in which serial slayers became a recognized phenomenon. The term ‘serial killer’ hadn’t even existed prior. Feminism and SKs came as a set. All because ‘liberated’ women could not bear the predation of gentlemen holding doors for them, they cultivated a breed of true predators, ranging from calculating womanizers to the likes of Ed Kemper.
Yes, the rise of the SK was causally entwined with second-wave feminism. A correlation which cannot be dismissed as post hoc ergo propter hoc, it is further confirmed by the fact that the overbearing matriarch is recognized as the central ingredient to the SK profile. Sometimes that meant no father in the home, while other times Mom ruled over Dad; some report having hated their mothers, while others’ fixation was of an oedipal nature, but the dominance of a female figure (and therefore, feminism) is well recognized as the signal causal factor in the makeup of such predators.
This observation of a dominant matriarch over the home as the normative instrument for the creation of maniac murderers is not even controversial. It’s pedestrian, really. But we’re saying more than that. We’re recognizing the obvious omission in it that those matriarchies were but the common expression of feminism.
But if feminism proves the efficient cause of the serial killer phenomenon, feminists are reciprocally obsessed with the killers they create. So they wind up fixed in a binary orbit of one another. Of course, the Manson girls scenario is an extreme example, but liberated women gravitate toward the “bad boy” as a rule, even if it is a recipe for heartbreak and a failed marriage. But this does also shed light on the strange gravity between feminists and Islam.
But this savage matriarchy is really the age-old dynamic of Black society; only there, it’s more extreme. Their entire community is comprised of these binary orbits of angry Black matriarchs and psychopathic male predators. Single, angry Black women raise Black boys like packs of stray dogs who remain ferals their whole lives; and these become the object of obsession for another generation of Black women. That is, until they get pregnant. Then the cycle begins anew.
With the exception of the periods under White Christian paternalism, matriarchy has been normative to the Black race throughout all time. And no sooner were Blacks loosed from White paternalism than they drifted from patriarchy back to their native matriarchy.
My point here is not to say the manifestation of matriarchy and its corrosive effects on Whites isn’t so bad because it’s so much worse among Blacks, but rather to make plain the trajectory which the (((culture lords))) and liberated womyn have in mind: from the vantage of their loudly broadcast designs for the world, the negrification of the White family and social structure is necessary to the integration of the global society. This matriarchal sabotage of the White family in this way is a means to an end – our end.
Truth is, Blacks by and large don’t and never really have lived in families in the traditional Christian sense, but something more like herds. This is what the elite want for us.
To the extent that we concede to feminism, we aren’t merely relinquishing the world to matriarchy, but yielding to a truly post-family world order of atomized manipulators and predators, witches and werewolves.
All of which the feminists characterize as the dawning of Aquarius, or within the churches, the millennium. For they assure us that as the world comes under rule by women it will spell an end to war, violence, crime, and poverty. Perchance, they haven’t heard of Bloody Mary, Countess Bathory, Salome, Jezebel, or Semiramis? And they must have forgotten that Hillary actually ran for president on the most aggressive warmongering platform the U.S. had ever seen, actually promising to take us straight into nuclear war against Syria, Iran, Russia, and presumably, China as well.
Others have noted well enough that feminism’s influence on things like immigration and all other aspects of social policy proves destructive to all human life.
But perhaps no more glaring proof of the barbarism of matriarchy exists than the some sixty million American babies literally torn limb from limb from ’73 to present; and all for the whim of women’s ego. Evaluated side by side against the other great murdering isms, neither Communism, Wahhabism, nor even Democide come close to the body count of feminism inside the same timeframe. Insofar as it is a thing apart from Marxism and Democide, feminism sets up a bloodier altar than any known to history.
So it is for no small reason that God placed women under the coverture of men. For when loosed of patriarchal order, all hell follows with them.
“A wise woman builds her house, but a foolish woman tears it down with her own hands.” ~Proverbs 14:1
But it all begs the question what feminists will say once Blacks call for an end of White matriarchy on the grounds that it is an appropriation of Black culture. Inquiring minds want to know.