Sacred Masculine

on William Hunter Duncan of Born on the Fourth of July

William Hunter Duncan has been reading my Substack since before the Tonic Masculinity brohaha—another term I hope they’ll adopt. When I posted my third video on Robert Malone, asking if he was the Zelensky of the Covid Con, I cited a video by JJ Couey’s Gigaohm Biological called Carlson & Malone Discuss Scooby Doo. William commented with “I tried to summarize JJ Couey's work, Sasha Latypova's work and Katherine Watt's work. I used to think Malone is a good man, but I am no longer clear about that.” And he linked his post:

There Was No Covid-19 Pandemic

What William presents is a masterful summary of their ideas, and these researchers go further in putting the Covid clues together than anyone else I’m reading. I’ve been in awe of Sasha Latypova for awhile. He also quotes Dr. Mike Yeadon, who once answered one of my comments by confirming that, from his experience, the vaccine adverse effects were certainly by design. I didn’t find out until later that he was a former Pfizer VP—a real one, not an actor like the bogus video.

As William explains, JJ Couey is “a biologist and virologist who has been reporting on Covid-19 since the beginning, accepting some of the official narrative but certain the virus was engineered. It has only been the last year when it has dawned on him, most of the basis for the narrative is biologically false.” He then goes on to explain why a lab-generated pandemic or even epidemic is biologically impossible. As Sasha and Katherine explain, the zoonotic vs lab origin is a psyop within a psyop for future lockdowns against inevitable bioweapon attacks.

And why? As a man after my own heart, William then brings in economics and the banking crisis and bubble of all bubbles leaving the rich able to buy up everything after the devastation that we blame on the non-existent virus. But the root of all this? Hubris. In the end:

… our globalist Transhumanist overlords are totally full of shit, insofar as their dreams of control, technical brilliance and evolutionary and intellectual superiority FAR outpace their actual ability, and they are forced to retreat into smoke and mirrors, fancy light shows and overt authoritarianism to hide that simple fact, biology trumps their tech and they are merely human after all.

Self driving automobiles, flying cars, jet packs, super duper cyborg warriors, designer babies, terrestrial immortality, becoming the singularity, robots doing all the manual labor, neuralink, gain of function pandemics made in garages, global programmable digital currencies, Metaversez (are there viurusez in the Metaverse?), AI, it is all little more than the fever dreams of control freaks.

But as a man really after my own heart, he ends:

This substack, by contrast, is engaged in reminding people about our innate, magical, biological birthright. This substack exists in part to remind people about crazy fringe ideas like the search for the philosopher’s stone. Surely you have heard of it, some Hollywood version, Harry Potter maybe? What is the mythological philosopher’s stone, of the great, mysterious alchemists?

You are.

Your body. Your consciousness. You are the connection to the divine, God, the creative source. Augmenting your body and consciousness with fancy high tech is a false promise, you don’t need any of that, you already have all you need, it is your birthright as human. Try saying, “I am the philosopher’s stone.”

You might have noticed, that is not what your betters believe about you. Much of this Covid-19 “pandemic” was about separating you from what makes you human. The masks, the social distancing, the suggestion that if we spend time together it is akin to killing people, the shaming of pregnant women to get jabbed, to mask while they nurse their babies, the keeping of children away from other children, the masking of them when they were allowed to be together, the “nudging” to get us to fear and despise and shame each other, the encouragement that we should think of ourselves as a plague upon the earth, the idea that salvation/security is in technology and handing over our personal sovereignty and freedom to technocrats, the constant attack on every tradition, on any given word on any given day, of the meaning that defines us, the censoring of anything not officially sanctioned as if we are too stupid to think for ourselves, the abusive gaslighting, the slandering of the “antivaxxers”, the cancelling, the ostracizing, the firing, calling us liars and misinformation operatives if we dare question the official narrative—the constant demoralizing mind fuck. …

I recommend reflecting on the philosopher’s stone, in 2023. Know thyself is the thing, it always has been and it always will be, no matter what the folks running the narrative have to say about it.

May 2023 be your best year yet.

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For my title, I couldn’t improve on William’s post called Sacred Masculine, subtitled “for the re-enchantment of the world.”

Sacred Masculine

William lists three specific traits of a man as follows:

A man can take care of himself, he is self-supporting. That does not mean he does not have others in his life, that does not mean he doesn’t need anyone else. It simply means he can be alone and he won’t collapse and fall apart, but rather thrive.

A man has skills. If you don’t have any skills (in something other than video games,) if you are functionally useless, then you are not much of a man. There really is no excuse. Get skilled.

A man takes risks. If you are risk averse you are never going to grow up. Character is built by taking risk and risking failure. Failure builds character at least as well as success, arguably better.

He continues that:

A man protects. A man protects himself and those and what he loves. He knows how to protect himself and those he cares about from all that would tear him and them down. A man is a firm foundation.

And then he states that “A man does not try to explain the sacred/divine/sublime feminine” linked to my post on Tonic Masculinity & Feminine Wiles, making him the only one of the eight aware of it at that time.

He ends by saying that men and women need to work together to re-enchant the world. This reminded me of a book on my shelf, Re-Enchanting the World: Feminism and the Politics of the Commons by Sylvia Federici. It’s a kairos book, a Greek word that signifies the right time or the moment of transition. I use that word in my chapter on Greece, from another book in their series.

The foreword is by Peter Linebaugh, author of The Magna Carta Manifesto. Years ago, I did a radio episode on that called The Tragedy of the Monopoly, the Comedy of the Commons. I think it’s an important work to show that we, even indigenous white people in England, actually knew how to write sensible rules to share the land and take care of each other. As William points out, we had skills! We were self-supporting! We knew how to protect ourselves and those around us and the natural world!

As Linebaugh writes of Re-Enchanting the World:

Federici does not romanticize the primitive. She’s interested in a new world, re-enchanted. … As a woman and a feminist, she observes the production of the commons in the everyday labors of reproduction—the washing, cuddling, cooking, consoling, sweeping, pleasing, cleaning, exciting, mopping, reassuring, dusting, dressing, feeding children, having children, and caring for the sick and the elderly.

This is a different type of feminism than the break-the-glass-ceiling-outmacho-the-guys type. One of her cohort has written, “after the revolution, who will clean up?” While men like building new things, it’s been my contention that the work of life is maintenance, the things you did yesterday that have to be done all over again today and again tomorrow. I love the idea of combining this with re-enchantment. Linebaugh defines the term:

What is enchantment? It is to fall under a rapturous spell of magical influences. By 1917, however, the meanings of the term had changed, losing its connections to the sublime or the sacred, and, like similar changes to the meanings of spell, magic, and glamour, its meaning found a limited discursive home in high fashion, the decorative arts, and Hollywood. No longer expressing powers of the cosmos and the body, these terms became limited to superficialities and superfluities.

To be explored further …

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And finally, William writes about Second Christmas, saying:

Second Christmas

His post is about having recently sold his house in the city and moved back in with his parents, who are in their late 70’s. He describes, with great tenderness and realism, the family dynamics of a delayed Christmas with his nephew and niece, her boyfriend, a dad who gets exasperated, and a mom who keeps forgetting what day it is. His mom’s cognitive decline has been the catalyst for the decision to move home. He ends:

That is what manhood means for me right now. Simply being a solid, quality, tonic presence for my family. One thing I am sure of, I am not going to regret spending this time with my parents.

It’s February already, I’ll be starting summer vegetables soon, I have some logging at the 80 to do, for an orchard fence, I have a garden and an orchard to plan (I purchased 50 bare root fruit trees), and I have a dock and a swimming hole to build. But this weekend, hopefully, me and my family are going to open some presents and pretend like it’s Christmas.

I wish them all well with that. My mom and my aunt were both what my daughter terms ‘pleasantly demented,’ a technical term from her hospice experience. It’s someone who forgets but doesn’t get angry about it. Women are typically better at that than men. It sounds like William has already learned some tricks like don’t argue, just go along.

When I used to volunteer, one client asked if it was snowing on an 80-degree day in California. I answered no and she said, that’s good, I’ve shoveled enough to last my whole life. She also said it was a nice enough place and the people who worked there were kind to her. I didn’t mention that would be her son, who was out delivering the musical instruments he repaired at home to be with her.

I didn’t choose to move back with my mom after my dad died, although she wanted me to and I could have. As my daughter said, if she had liked more of me than the part she needed, that might have been a consideration. But I did go back for weeks at a time 3-4X a year over the last six years of her life. I developed an adult relationship with her and with the town I thought I had escaped and would never go back to.

I also completely transformed the house I grew up in, after she moved into assisted living and then a skilled nursing facility. I tore up old carpet and found good wood that I stained dark grey, painted the walls bold shades of red, chartreuse, aqua and cobalt. Got pieces from local artists that I could never afford in California, cleared out the overstuffed couches and put in whimsical chairs, repainted molding with metallics.

It was cathartic to recreate my childhood home into who I am now. And it was restorative to be the person my mom needed at the end of her life. It is, however, a long haul and it helps to pace yourself. As Brene Brown has researched, those who can sustain the most compassion are those who maintain their boundaries and don’t stretch themselves too thin.

It would be my advice to plan meals and time you spend together, and set the precedent that the rest of the time you’ll spend apart. Put a mini-kitchen in the basement. Find a place outside in the community that can be your second home—a cafe where you write, a gym, a library, a bar, a volunteer job, a grange, a hardware store. Especially if you’re not working outside the house, make sure you have community.

Yay to tonic sons and tonic uncles! Yay to men with skills and patience! Yay to doing the maintenance of life with a full heart! Let’s re-enchant the world.

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While I’ve been busy with the Tonic Masculinity Project, the news is heating up on Ukraine with Seymour Hirsch’s expose on the US blowing up Nordstream. Not a surprise to anyone with sense but it confirms what Michael Hudson has said, that this was as much an attack on Germany as Russia. Before my episode on Luc Koch, which I’m greatly looking forward to, I may need to interject an episode on this. In the meantime, since William gave me the entre by mentioning Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone, here’s what I think is my cleverest episode and first posted on Substack: Escape from Azkaban: Victoria Nuland & Ukraine:

Ukraine is the latest victim of the Harry Potter villain, Dolores Umbridge, back from Azkaban where she was sent for crimes against humanity (aka Muggles). She's now disguised as Undersecretary of State Victoria Nuland and wreaking havoc from NATO to Iraq, Afghanistan to Libya, Syria to the Iron Maidan of Ukraine. I examine false-flag dementor/sniper attacks, horcruxes as WMD's, and Voldemort as world death. I explain the relevance of the NATO agreement, the Nuclear Non-proliferation Treaty, and the Budapest Memorandum. I end with a lesson from a 1947 Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Dorothy L. Sayer, on why "whole classes and nations are hypnotized by the arts of the spell binder" because we don't know how to decipher words and use logic to resist propaganda.

And this one is related to men with skills: Who Stole Our Creativity?

Has our creativity been taken from us? I look at a jigsaw puzzle of children's books from the late 1800's to early 1900's. The expectation is that young people can build, fix, make, cook, play, sew and think. There are adventures on the sea, on trains, and on horseback by moonlight—for girls and boys. I look at how these things have become expensive hobbies rather than capabilities of daily life. And I examine the spiritual aspect of whether we are God's creativity, not creation, and this is our function in life.