John Borzoi Chapman - Cultured Grugs: Dispatches from America in Collapse

Cultured Grugs

Cultured Grugs

Dispatches From America in Collapse

a collection of essays by

John Borzoi Chapman

Antelope Hill Publishing

Copyright 2021 John Borzoi Chapman

First printing 2021

Printed in the United States of America

Cover art by sswifty

Edited by Margaret Bauer

The publisher can be contacted at

Antelopehillpublishing.com

ISBN-13: 978-1-953730-17-6 Paperback

ISBN-13: 978-1-953730-79-4 Hardback

ISBN-13: 978-1-953730-18-3 EPUB

We have struggled on, and on we must still go.

We may have to smash things.

Then let us smash.

And our road may have to take a great swerve,

that seems like a retrogression.

But we cant go back.

D.H. Lawrence,

Studies in Classic American Literature

Contents

The American Sun

Race Borz

New Essays

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Cultured Grugs, my collection of essays written since 2018, is a work that was only made possible by the extremely online addiction to cultural gawking. Readers will find the work is timeless, not in the sense that its proof stands the tests of time but that the work simply has no sense of time. Where Western civilization once held notions of continuity and progression, technologys obliterating influence on what cannot be computed has made it so that whatever may be called history and culture finds itself chewing the cud of the past, spitting it up, and regurgitating it again. Any attempt to untangle the decade past us now by future historians will find themselves more enamored by the personalities of hyperreal politicians than anything that really even happened.

These essays are a snapshot of that time during the late 2010s when the cringe-inducing Great Awokening had ossified into the culture and when the nominal opposition to it came in the form of message board cults and reality star heroes. Civilization never seemed more post-apocalyptic.

The project of our civilization is a finished one. A young Francis Parker Yockey, twenty-three years old at the time with the annihilation of Europe in the Second World War now begun, penned an essay on Life as an Art during his studies at Notre Dame University. Explicating his neo-Spenglerian philosophy, he declared the Western project to be finished, writing:

But the present form of our world-knowledge leaves no doubt that the Western Soul has in this field closed its cycle of development, and that the future of development of this soul is not in religion, philosophy, art and science, but in the field of technical, economic, and political activity. The WESTERN SOUL HAS BECOME FINALLY EXTROVERTED. It has entered the last stage.

We are now living in the detritus of this final stage, its destiny hijacked by hostile aliens, will-to-power pederasts, and small-souled sycophants. The Caesarism of the future has skipped right to its Elagabaluses, leaving its peasants and dclass dissidents to pick through the flotsam and jetsam of the West and become Jonathan Bowdens cultured thugs. There is no school for culture however, rendering education a foolish and schizophrenic errand in a time when the avenues of discovery are being swiftly snipped. Man and grug can only learn now in between failed e-dates, the simulated pump of the gym, and the omnipresent despair of staring at a screen. What he learns is like the pioneers on a dark continent comparing notes and maps, weighing each madmans claims of gold and monsters against one another.

As I write this preface, the United States is entering a great uncertainty thanks to its 2020 election. Its winner, Joe Biden, promises a very dark winter. Spirits and demons more easily enter a world in its down-turning, when the lines of definition become so blurred that the veils of realities become lifted. Yeats once wrote the centre cannot hold, but few would have imagined that center could be the membrane of a world safer from devil rulings. This book may end up being less of a collection of disconnected essays but a travelogue in the darkness of the world to come.

Within this book readers will find familiar essays but also new ones. Some of the older essays have been edited for clarity due to their previously hyperlinked nature not being conducive to the medium of the printed word. I have endeavored to keep the essays intact outside of those examples, even if I must suffer to see perceived imperfections.

There is no overall point as it were to this book other than to be a safari of schizophrenic and radical right-wing thought, insofar it means anything to be right-wing in the psychotic panopticon of this collectively neurotic fever dream. Further it has the dubious distinction of being an e-book, a troubling situation that is usually comorbid with serious cries for help. These are unfortunate burdens that one must bear. In this day and age, when the DMV plays the role of the Sovereigns (wo)man, a handbook on how to be a dissident would be supremely more useful. This will have to do.

Thanks are in order as this book was only made possible by a handful of people. First to my beautiful wife who not only bears my children and my difficult nature, but whose work and assistance in the home life has been the only thing that has allowed me to collect, write, and edit these essays. Second to the very fine people of Antelope Hill Publishing who have given this writer a chance that almost no other publishing company would. Finally to my parents who have always encouraged me to write and will likely never read this book unless disaster has finally befallen me.

Every wise man is a religious man at heart, both to hedge his bets and to find his necessary transcendence. I am a religious man and prayer does not come easy, but I do offer up one prayer to God: leave a light on so we can find our way back home, because as far as I can see, tonight is dark and the stars do not shine.

John Chapman

Borzoi Boskovic

Edward Chang

2021

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Truthfully, in this age those with intellect have no courage and those with some modicum of physical courage have no intellect. If things are to alter during the next fifty years then we must re-embrace Byrons ideal: the cultured thug.

Jonathan Bowden

grug stand among cave ruins

grug rebel against new ways

grug ride tiger

A curious phenomenon of the internet: more people are certainly aware of Julius Evola, but arguably not many more people have read him than the ones who read him before.

The problem with intellectuals is they try to impress people who dont matter.

Essays published in

The American Sun

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The American Sun, October 2018

How then am I so different