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When Ideology Becomes a Team Sport: On Antifa, Neocons, and the Illusion of the Free West

Posted on May 29, 2025 by admin

As if reality were some kind of football match

I have a considerable dislike for ‘Antifa’. Just now, a video was posted on Threads showing a man of color being beaten up by several white men because he was wearing a T-shirt with ‘SS’ on it. That, apparently, should be reason enough to justify violence against him—though after a bit of investigation, it turned out the shirt was from a biker shop. The truly idiotic part is that the lynch mob felt justified in quoting Jello Biafra (Nazi punks fuck off), even though Biafra explicitly wrote:

‘Ten guys jump one, what a man.
You fight each other, the police state wins.’

and

‘The real nazis run your schools, they’re teachers
businessmen and cops’

That doesn’t stop these lynch mob members from thinking they’re extremely punk for beating up an old man. And no, I don’t support people who think it’s okay to smash a bottle on Thierry Baudet’s head either.

Mainly because I believe we have long been living in a fascist system, one that uses these kinds of puppets as scarecrows. Anyone who falls for that trap is, frankly, just stupid. Most of these people still believe we live in some kind of ‘Free West’ that is supposedly under threat from such marionettes. People who are always silent when that so-called ‘free’ West starts bombing neighboring countries without any declaration of war.

Politically speaking, I don’t fit in anywhere. Not even with the Libertarians—something I’ve made peace with. Left and right, what narrow-minded nonsense, as if reality were some kind of football match.

That’s exactly the aura of the imbecile you see on TV justifying genocide: it’s all a game, and he’s picked his team.

If the only empathy you can feel is for your own gang colors, then what are you, really? Mentally disabled, if you ask me. And I’m putting it politely.

Meanwhile, the benzo-damaged Jordan Peterson has once again resurfaced, this time not with videos telling us to clean our rooms, but with a grand ‘debate against the atheists’ meant to show how, with pure semantics, you can bulldoze everyone with your neocon agenda—except:

(Beginning at 1:00:34)

Because that’s when the true face is revealed: genocide, according to Mr. Peterson, is just part of war. War is no longer defined as armed conflict between soldiers—it also includes bombing babies. That’s just how it goes, that’s what God made clear to us through the Bible.

Why does this insane religious blather get such a prominent platform? The purpose is clear: to prove that, with semantic ferocity, your ‘faith’ can hold its ground against twenty bright young minds. Together with the newly converted Hirsi Ali, the neocons have once again tightened their grip on the reins, while Antifa is busy beating up some random biker. No, with this kind of framing, even the vain hope of a real debate is nothing but a fool’s dream.

Back to my music video. The dullest part of the work—converting everything to 4K—is done. Now it’s time for editing and subtitles.

Yours,

Martinus Benders, 29-05-2025

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