Traditores

Brian Niemeier

4 years ago

Going back to the dawn of history, human civilization perpetuated itself in the form of knowledge handed down from one generation to the next. This statement may seem glaringly obvious–and in any other age it would be–but something unprecedented happened in the 1960s in the West.

The parents of generations X and Y collectively decided not to pass on the traditions they’d inherited from their forefathers.

It’s not that the generations born after the 60s were incurious, either. Just yesterday I was chatting about the GameStonk revolt with an early Y who said his dad never taught him about investing. This oversight is compounded by the fact that his dad is a CPA. Whenever his son came to him for financial advice, he’d give him short shrift and change the subject.

That’s just one example of many I could cite. Belaboring the point isn’t necessary, though, because we can see the effects of this cultural signal jamming everywhere. Baby Boomers love to give Millennials grief for not knowing how to cook a meal of change a tire. They seldom stop to ask why not.

It should go without saying, but if it comes to your attention that a younger member of your family lacks a basic skill that you possess, it is incumbent upon you to teach him.

Perhaps parents of the generations since the Silents have been so conditioned to pawn their child rearing duties off on the state, they figure the schools are teaching this stuff. That possibility itself speaks to a woeful ignorance of what goes on in schools these days.

Then again, the wholesale abdication of parental instruction started decades before little Timmy’s third-grade teacher conditioned him to check his privilege. This neglect has run up a cultural capital bill that is now coming due.

The skilled tradesmen who maintain our crumbling infrastructure are ageing out, and no one is replacing them.
On the high tech end, most of the architecture that daily digital life relies on was created by men who are now dead, retired, or nearing retirement. When the last of them go, there will be no one who knows how essential code and processes work.
Most young men cannot find girlfriends who know how to microwave SpaghettiOs without burning them, much less prepare a home-cooked meal.
Large swaths of Millennials and Zoomers are de facto heathens whose knowledge of Christ is limited to what they’ve picked up from fedora-tier memes and exorcism movies.

If a time traveler arrived in this era and looked back at the devastation wrought by the tradition freeze, he’d assume the Boomers made a pact to rob the West of everything that wasn’t nailed down and detonate the whole civilization behind them. In a twist of fate, or perhaps poetic justice, they lit too short a fuse and will be engulfed by the blast.

The question we’re left with as we wait for the other shoe to drop is what could have possessed a whole generation to deny their children the cultural patrimony of millennia? The usual explanations that get bandied about are parents wanting to be their kids’ friends or a hands-off approach to parenting that considered it a good idea to let unguided minors figure out “their own truth.”

Looking at outcomes, as author and musician David Stewart advises, may give us a clue. Right now in America, the lucky children that aren’t slain in the womb can look forward to twelve years of stultifying seven-hour days receiving Death Cult indoctrination. Judges can now force them to be sterilized with hormone injections at the bidding of their deranged mothers. Both parents and every institution con them into taking on unserviceable usurious debt to get jobs long since destroyed by imported slave labor. The only consolation left to them is official sanction to self-medicate on street drugs.

Word substitution exercises wore out their welcome ca. 2017, but substitute any other group for “children” in the paragraph above, and it would look like industrial-scale torture. Genocide would be too mild a term.

The only word to describe a motive that could cause elder generations to spiritually and materially torment their own posterity is hatred–diabolical, and with no worldly limit.

In an interesting etymological turn, the Latin word traditore is the root of both “tradition” and “traitor”. The base meaning is, “hand over.” The elders of today’s youth handed the over to the Death Cult by not handing over their Christian inheritance.

Government entitlements may force you to pay some people who hate you, but you can always learn how to curb your support for the others.