The Crushing and Depressing Reality of "Our Team"

30 Legitimate/70 Posers

Many years ago there was a little girl that the ole Captain may have had a soft spot for.  She hailed from a divorced home, her father a complete prick, but she had enough sharps to spar toe to toe with Cappy which made him view her as a kid sister.  Like every other child in the history of children she was doing well until she became a teenager, and now whatever wisdom Cappy tried to pass on to make her future bright or better is largely dismissed and falls on deaf ears.  The Captain has exercised incredible amounts of stoicism accepting what will likely be a mediocre fate for this surrogate kid sister and it is completely outside of his influence.

Not too many years ago, the Captain also had a couple "associates" or "colleagues."  These were up and comers on the relatively new-frontier of the internet, and he was impressed with many of them as they demonstrated independent thought, intelligence, and an entrepreneurial passion to make a go at being truth-peddlers on the internet.  That was until he realized - that though intelligent - they were ultimately lazy more than anything else, and were perennial losers who merely looked to co-opt and parasite off of the philosophical, red pill, and political movements on the internet, thinking their ship of a work-avoidant-life-ship had come in.  Some would boast conservative or libertarian politics, while never holding down a real job and living at home. Others would claim to be "pick up artists," while in reality they were very likely all virgins.  It all didn't happen in one day, but over the years, it became quickly and very apparent who was legitimate, and who were posers, a ratio of which was a shocking 30/70%.

There's the capital flight that SHOULD be occurring from Minnesota to anywhere else.  I get a daily barrage of e-mails, facebook posts, and twittergrams from "conservative Minnesotans" who just complain, complain and complain.  But once you recommend (even to close friends) that they should follow you out to South Dakota, Texas, Tennessee, or Vegas, the majority of these roaring lions become sheepish sheeple, kicking the rocks below their feet and meekly whispering "well....they do have good schools here...and my family is here....maybe some time in the future."

And finally, there was Silver Dollar Bikini.

Oh, mock the Captain if you must, but my entrepreneurial venture into selling essentially a string bikini made of silver and silver dollars (and *ahem* strategically placed Mercury dimes) was well worth the effort in that it told me so much.  Not only did I make a small profit off of it, but I realized that for all the bragging and bravado from "strong, conservative alpha males" about their "hot wives who would do whatever they wanted sexually" there wasn't a single true Alpha Male out there.  Most "conservative" husbands were hen-picked, weren't alpha, and were not having the "hot sex life" they claimed they were.  They were not much better off than the soy boy leftists whose wives were hyphenating their names. 

I could go on, but the examples all above have one thing in common - they are the most disheartening and defeating force I face today.  And the reason why is that all these failures, all these let downs, all these defeats are on my team.  They are loved ones, colleagues, friends, and allies.  Family members, associates, compatriots, even mentors.  And whereas I completely understand that the left is going to left, the socialists are going to socialist, and the parasites are going to parasite, when you look at your team and realize there are so many posers, so many frauds, and so many "mail-it-in-'ers" it makes you ask "What am I fighting for?  Why bother fighting?  And are ANY of you people coming with???"  It makes "Enjoy the Decline" an even more important and poignant piece of philosophical work.

Teamless

With no team to fight for, no tribe whose members ALL are willing to put in the work, truly exceptional men have to ask themselves "what's the point of pursuing excellence if nobody else is there?"  Truly exceptional men (and you guys know who you are) may argue that the pursuit of excellence is the reward unto itself (and I'm not necessarily disagreeing with you, as it may be the ONLY thing to pursue), but until you've "Wandered the Desert of Excellence" for enough years, this loneliness and peerlessness will grow on you, even depress you as you not only suffer the normal psychological toll of loneliness, but a larger philosophical depression/realization of "Why the fuck aren't more people pursuing excellence??"  It goes well beyond a mere treatise on observations of intelligence on a bell distribution curve, becoming more of a damning and depressing testament to the human race.  It becomes doubly depressing when you realize just how few and genuine peers you actually have in life to make it worth living.  And it becomes TRIPLY depressing when those people who you thought were on "Team Excellence" turn out to be posers, frauds, theoreticians, or just plain normies too lazy to take action and execute excellence into their lives.

You yourself may be an excellent man or woman.  And you may be thoroughly enjoying your life, finally enjoying the fruits of your labor.  But I cannot emphasize this enough.  The time will come you will have wandered "The Desert of Excellence" enough and get mighty bored with the lack of peers in it.  And if I were to make a bold prediction, it is going to be the single largest problem truly exceptional people will face.

There is No Solution

It is here I would normally give some kind of sound advice or wisdom, either outlining a solution in whole or theorizing where one might be.  But there is no solution to this problem.  Once the years, even months, of the original euphoria wear off, and you go "yachting" for the 8th time that year or run your 12th marathon, you will inevitably realize that though physically surrounded by people you are indeed alone.  The "marathon runners" are one-time marathoners who will quickly return to their sedentary office job and put the 26 sticker in their car.  The yachters will do...well...whatever it is yacht people do.  And while you may have engaged with these people in an instance of excellence, realize that's all it was - an instance.  Less than 1/100th of 1% of the population have attained and achieved excellence in every aspect of their life, and everyone else will be forced to go back to working for somebody else at a physical location, removing them from the pool of potential genuine peers and colleagues.  Thus, like all hard things in life, you only control your reaction to a problem you don't control.  And this leaves you with your only "option" - returning to normie conformie land.

Sadly, this is not a solution since once you attain excellence you won't be able to go back.  Yes, it sucks seeing peer after colleague turn out to be a poser or not really have the ladies he claimed he could scrounge up like he said.  It's even worse when some of them ask to borrow money!  But a peerless day in the life of an exceptional person beats a 57 commute to a corporate office where all the sheep are forced to take diversity training.  It's just a matter of realizing and reminding yourself of that fact daily.

Still, you may believe the tone of this post is a bit too dour, perhaps even black pill.  You may think having no debt, being a minimalist, and bumming around the country on a bike is the dream.  And it is!  But mark my words, especially those of you who are learning from the red pill community, majoring in the right things, and avoiding the mistakes your older brothers made.  If you just avoid HALF the problems we made, you are well on your way to a path of excellence.  And you will no doubt be a much happier man/woman when you do.  But you will be forced to walk in the Desert of Excellence.  And you have been warned.

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