An Army Outside Their Door
They will continue giving us the runaround for as long as they think they can get away with it. At the same time, they will continue (as they have always done) to move ahead with their political plans on every front, creeping incrementally forward in every theatre of political operation, large or small, in the arrogant self-assurance of those who feel their position is unassailable or that their opposition is hopelessly overmatched or outflanked.
It is futile to argue with such people as feminists, or at least futile to engage them with the art of logic. They are like any other group of fanatical sectarians in that regard, given that they will only use logic when it serves them. But when logic goes against them, they have, be assured, other methods. And in the fullness of time we have become minutely familiar with this gamut of behaviors; our expertise in this realm has bulked large and grown formidable.
We know that in the end, they care only about power. Very early in the game, their seminal writers and thinkers laid down, in quite unmistakable terms, a programme of Feminist Revolution. It was, they made clear, to be a sweeping transformation in all aspects of life both large and small. They framed this in a manner which brooked no opposition, and their behavior down through the years has been consistent with the tone that they established in the beginning. They have consistently operated like a steamroller, flattening (by combinations of emotional shock-and-awe, changing the rules, and intellectual backstabbing) anything or anybody which got in their way.
Power is what they understand and that is the language we must address them in, if we would motivate them to cease their aggression against our sector. They must learn to do the right thing and we must teach them, and if we haven't learned by now that sweet reason is unavailing with these people, then I fear we have learned very little indeed.
So that is why the feminists need to see an army outside their door, for the only argument they will ever genuinely respect is the logic of sheer numbers. They need to see angry faces and hear angry voices; they need to be backed into a corner and made to understand the meaning of raw, primeval fear. Truly, I fear that is the only way with these people: the rest of the universe is not pleased with them!
"Peace, peace, the hypocrites say, but there is no peace!" Somebody, clearly, must teach somebody something about peace.
Yes. When it finally occurs to them that they might have a serious war on their hands, they will learn to modulate their voices, and they will understand why it is in their interest to dial down their sassy, saucy attitude. They will also, I predict, undergo a sudden and seemingly miraculous growth of basic intellectual comprehension. Things which they persistently did not hear or did not understand will all at once become clear as day to them, as if the scales had fallen from their eyes. You will be amazed at how intelligent and insightful they will get almost overnight, once they realize that "playing deaf and stupid" isn't going to fly anymore, and that we aren't falling for that garbage in any case.
We must grow our numbers. We must muster that army. We must recruit. And this is exactly what we've been doing for many years. We've not done it systematically, knowledgeably, efficiently or professionally, but all the same, we have been doing it. And our amateurish effort has paid off. More and more people have come to see feminism as a deadly canker in the body-politic, and are of a mind to take action—only they still don't know what action.
At the risk of sounding a mite silly, I will propose the needful action. It is: more of the same, only more so and better done. In this talk I have tried to make clear that growing our numbers is the winning strategy. It has been successful to date, where arguing has been fruitless. I have noticed that some of the enemy are sobering up in their rhetoric, and sounding a touch more restrained, a shade more circumspect. And I know this is happening for only one reason: because they are fearful of our growing numbers and our growing voice. They are not acting this way because our arguments have persuaded them. If they didn't sense that we were gaining ground, they would be acting just as arrogantly, stupidly and viciously as always.
The beauty of our winning strategy is, that so-called "argument" becomes as easy as rolling rocks down a mountainside at the enemy. We are not arguing "with" the enemy, but arguing "against" them by stating the case to people who are already halfway inclined to be sympathetic to our side, if not entirely so. In argument of this sort, eloquence and charisma are the driving force, and these qualities may certainly be acquired or found ready to our service.
In the long run, the rock slide we are unleashing upon our enemy is of the demographic kind. And it helps greatly that we have truth on our side—tons of it! But we need more agitators, and we need good ones. Well-trained ones who know what they are about, who know exactly who to agitate, and how and when. They of gifted tongue, who know that nine-tenths of speaking well consists in keeping your mouth shut until the perfect moment. Such are the agitators that we need.
Agitators, who agitate people in the right way, give rise to MORE agitators, and the sum of all this agitation is demographic growth—the milling mob with staves and pitchforks, ready to fork feminism and pitch it clean out of civilization altogether. And the next step beyond the milling mob is the trained and disciplined army, camped outside the enemy's door, with a multitude of specialists who may be set to work upon a multitude of specialized tasks. For the task ahead indeed demands skill and craft, a clear head, a clear eye, and a steady hand upon the tiller.
One is not "preaching to the choir". One is recruiting the choir and, having once done so, teaching it to sing better.
In conclusion, let it be said that our enemy has overreached. And if we are wise we'll not repeat their faulty judgment in critical matters. Therefore let us not overreach. Let the game come to us—and believe me, it will! And when it does, let our powder be dry and our forces ready. Let our enemies be the ones to overreach and to continue so doing—and let us offer them, in their extremity, every manner of stumbling-block our ingenuity may devise.
Meanwhile, the army grows outside their door.
Postscriptum: The foregoing will be posted as a podcast within a day.