Moral Cowardice

I have seen the memes, the Facebook posts, and listened to conversations throughout the United States – from flight seats to bar stools – regarding the terrible condition of the United States. The complaints are deafening. Throughout the country, the rot is apparent. From insane prepubescent transgender chemical castrations to triple-digit crime rate increases to double digit compounded inflation, the United States is a rapidly declining former power. Once the pride of the Western world, the American people no longer seem to have any hope for a positive future. Whether it is the indifferent service one may receive at their favorite restaurant or the inability to get basic customer service for a repair, Americans can sense that the entirety of society is wrong. Worse, previously high functioning areas of American prestige, such as the U.S. military, are now suffering under the full weight of woke absurdity. This has led to failed recruiting goals, a devastatingly bad withdrawal from Afghanistan, and global instability from Ukraine to Taiwan.

Yet, throughout this obvious rapid descent into oblivion, Americans are shamefully silent. They tremble at the mere allegation of racism, “homophobia,” “transphobia,” or some other loose interpretation of bigotry. Americans – especially American White males over the age of thirty-five – are pathetically weak cowards. I am not too hard on those under the age of thirty-five, because (A) they really have never known a much better American landscape and (B) most recognize that the United States no longer has a future for them. But if you are a sixty-five-year-old grandfather of young children, your prioritization of material comfort and wealth over right and wrong is a sign that you are a failure as a human being. 

It is time to truly examine who you are. I conclude that you are just another fat loser, bound for eternal oblivion, while your cowardice and moral failings leave a legacy of pain for the grandchildren you loosely claim to love. The only person you love is your fat, slovenly, and cowardly self. You had an opportunity in life to take a stand for something more than yourself – but the term bigot scared you. Your future is that of inhumane loneliness within a nursing home that will define your final days, imprisoned amongst decaying bodies and left to the mercy of savage hospice attendants who were raised to hate White males. 

The same, by the way, can be said of the forty-five-year-old father who prioritizes golf or the NFL over his children’s need to preserve some modicum of human decency. While you are studying New Orleans Saints player stats, monuments of your people and history are being torn down. You can complain all you want, but have you done anything to stop it? Of course not. Your spineless fear of being labeled a racist for preserving statues to your deceased kin weighs more on your mind than taking a stand for those who gave more for you than you will ever give for your children. God forbid you are kicked-off Facebook for the crime of taking a principled position. When your children go to bed, you might as well tell them that you hate them – because your inaction is simply proof that you do not love them.

There is another group, as well, that is slightly more aware than the gutless White males. That group is loosely termed “Keyboard Commandos.” Many are veterans, while many are not. They love to tell you how they are “the storm” and how the antifa will have to pry their guns out of their “cold, dead hands.” Such internet tough guys are fun to read. But how many have ever marched on behalf of the causes they claim to support? More importantly, how many of them have said, “No,” to a doxxer demanding the termination of one of their employees who took an ethical position? Whereas we should expect nothing from the sixty-five-year-old coward whose cable package means more than his grandchildren, you are the guy claiming to be a check to leftist overreach. In every single instance within which I have been in the presence of Keyboard Commandos, they have wilted when the time came for them to prove they were the tough guys they claimed to be. To those who post “Trump riding a lion” memes, I implore them to practice the following line from their knees: “I humbly beseech you to spare my life.” That is about all you are worth.

The point of this article is explicitly to demean and shame the broad population of White males who complain about the state of the world and yet do absolutely nothing. I am not asking you to do anything illegal. I am simply seeking some level of grit. Where is the bravery to march on behalf of a beautiful monument? More importantly, where is the courage to simply deny the demands of leftist agitators when they call for expulsions and/or human cancelations? The fact is, the Far Left in the United States is a very small minority. Their power is not in their numbers. Their power is found in the fact that many White men are cowards incapable of taking a collective stand. The fear of White men that they may be next is the strength of the Left. They can harm your employment and, in so doing, White men are effectively picked-off one at a time, while the political Left marches the world into chaos. That will not stop until White men embrace the courage necessary for such a fight for the future of humanity.

Take an inventory of your personal political and cultural positions. Do you support the chemical castration of young boys? Do you support naked homosexuals twerking in front of your children and grandchildren? Do you support teaching young White kids that they are inherently evil because they are White? Do you support masking little children over a virus that has no discernable impact on children – especially children who play outside? Do you support denying gainful employment to qualified White males for the sake of diversity quotas? Do you support restrictions on free speech? If your answer was, “No,” then why do you remain silent? I know the answer: you are afraid.

Throughout human history, the brave have withstood the onslaught of overwhelming odds in defense of that which was morally good. At Thermopylae, brave warriors were killed by overwhelming numbers, but their courage saved their Nation by galvanizing Greek resistance and they are eternally immortalized in the pages of history. The brave stood their ground at Agincourt, Balaklava, and Chickamauga. When men stand together in unison, they may not necessarily win, but they are never defeated.

Early Christians were picked-off one at a time. The blood of martyrs drenched the floors of the Colosseum, yet they never relented. Christianity endured because the brave stood before other men and Christians remained true to their convictions. God is great and Christ is Salvation.

Today, White males who call themselves Christians lack the courage of their forefathers. They remain silent on their couches, eating potato chips, drinking soda or beer, and doing nothing to push back against the destruction of the civilization that made their comfort possible. They do nothing for those who are taking a principled stand. Worse, many will join in the condemnation of those of us who are working to fight back against the elimination of all that is morally good and righteous. They will complain to their friends and families about the collapse of modern civilization, but when given the opportunity to defy the Left, they cave to their fears.

Thus, here we are, the few who are brave enough to decry that which is wrong, while terrified White men stand on the sidelines. Their silence emboldens those who seek their destruction. They do nothing for their genetic legacies. They have a chance to save a future for their children and grandchildren, yet they fail them. Fear is the virtue of the conquered. To the cowardly White men, I offer the following parting advice:  Enjoy the temporary comfort of your cowardice, White man, because after we are gone, you are next.