Da Bruddas in Arms

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Do you know how when someone comes out of the army, he is a transformed person? They call it PTS syndrome, they say it has to do with being hardened and overstretched by experiences. But, while reading Zizek and friend CountryNietzsche, I came to the conclusion that the army intensifies whatever latent homosexual passions are present in a man and, at the same time as formally repressing them, symbolically and rhetorically stimulating them so as to become, in some cases, dominant. When the boys return home, they have to repress all these horrid memories of mass graves and children they killed, but on top of that, they have to do away somehow with the intensified homoerotic passions.

I began to took notice of it seriously today, when Country Nietzsche kept trying to have intercourse with me over the internet, of course behind the facade of ‘u-huhuhu I be telling you funnie heh heh’. I remembered a chapter in one of Zizeks books where he explains the tirades as seen in Full Metal Jacket as instrumentalizing the homoerotic passions living between the lads, as a kind of cement. I can imagine that, having gone through such a psychological anal rape on a daily basis like Cuntry Nietzsche has suffered in the triangle of death, it is not easy to relate to men without projecting homosexual passions on them.

But this is the problematic part - because the army requires that such passions be instrumentalized, there is no way they can be acknowledge for what they are. They must remain bottled up and ready to explode in mindless violence, and blind obedience. So when these kids come out of the army, all turned on to men and transformed by the horrors they’ve created, they now need to repress both the horrors and they newly found sexual orientation - as both do not fit the protocol that has been installed in them.

They are forced to walk the Earth or do simple manual work, zone out, erase themselves from themselves, forget that they exist. All forms of reflective existence become “boring” – unbearable, intolerable, too close to something that must be kept hidden.

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Adolescents, late teens early twenties, bombarded with the mighty Phallic power of the state, no woman in sight - this is the age where the male brain is most malleable, susceptible, subjectable. When a boy has a girl waiting for him at home, this would be enough to keep him grounded in heterosexuality, but if he has only porn and the occasional rape or prostitute to deal with his physiological needs, then his psychology will become barren enough for a new kind of sexual object to become feasible. I imagine prison is the same.

Man-woman being the relation heaven-earth, yang-yin, hard-soft, the soldier becomes the soft earth to the masculine will of his superiors.
Only if the soldier fights with his heart alongside commanders who fight with their hearts - McArthur as perhaps the last American officer to allow this process of masculine soldiering to keep rooted in the homeland, the honor, the value to protect -
but since the cold war proxies and especially the Rumsefeld wars, honor has been completely absent - not from the hearts of the soldiers at first, but from the chain of command.

War has become a farce to the soldier, and only his fellow soldiers are on the level. No woman will ever be able to be intimate with him, he must resort to male intimacy - such as CN tries with me, and to which I, a masculine mind a lot of femininity working through it, must honestly respond in rejection, as I prefer to see the philosopher at work and not the ex-army-man.

The Dutch and Belgian military is in my mind the very worst in the world, marked only by the total absence of power. It’s not simply the cause of being a small opportunistic nation of pirates but of being surrounded by the triangle England, Germany and France. Seriously the phrase “Dutch military” sends chills of hilarity through my spine, as the BeeGees now announce a boat full of sailors passing through bwlow. This is not a problem - it only means that I am barred from nationalism. As such I identify far more with foreign cultures than a Frenchman or German let alone American ever could - in this sense the Dutchman is like the Scandinavian, Holland is part of Scandinavia. I saw in some chart that Britain has 95 percent of the population speaking english, in the Nethlerlands that is 90%, against I think 85 in Scandinavia.

Historically we have no shortage of pagan pride, Bataves, Kaninefates were small but respected tribes that cooperated on equal terms with greater forces, and did their fair share of murdering Christian missionaries who tried to cut down the tree of Wotan to prove that nothing would end.

We are an IndoEuropean people entirely - the people who settled around the waters and began to make land out of them are space-creators, “Aryans” in the sense propagated by Lyssa on KTS and Bill on killdevilhill --but the larger empires fucked up and here we are profiting of the mess, having abolished military service, sold out our navy - partially prey to an enemy that was once defeated at the gates of Vienna by a drunken Polok, but far too shrewd to let even the slightest trace of this religion filter into the substance of the dutch mind, which is wholly opportunistic and happiness-seeking. The Ahold concern provides us with the finest supplements in our chicken and broccoli, we’ve grown to be the largest humans on Earth. We have renounced the silly art of running around in the theatre of lead, phosphorus and uranium but we are not too shabby to host the manufacturers of BUK installations on the Zuidas. In short Country, you were running around for the clique that was gathered after the war by the grandfather of our king, the arms dealer who brought together what is known to you as the Bilderberg group. Our present king, married to the daughter of Argentinias fascist minister of agriculture, has a certain style in his chubby meekness - during the day of his inauguration he had the jets that were poised to fly over delayed in order to have a little chat with the DJ. Programmed or not, it made an impression on me - apparently he could afford it to himself to make such a statement.

What I am saying, for the first time to myself now as I have no interest in this other than CN trying to address me in my native language via google, is that our governments acte de presence and our national tradition courage is laughable at best, but our pirate nature, which resulted in the House of Orange, is unbothered by that, as governments and warfare were always just nuisances anyway. Sure we subjected the third most populated nation Earth by pushing a couple of buttons in the way of the British, invented intercontinental slave trade and founded New York - the English always breathing in our neck and eventually overtaking us - but the houses are always remained friends. Not that this something to be proud of - the English houses are loathsome parodies of kingship, whereas ours is simply a rich, well liked family that inconspicuously hosts the network of money. The history of capitalism runs Venice - Amsterdam - London - New York. All the rest of Europe has always been fantasmagorically driven, continental, philosophical and tribal.

How much of this is Jewish? After Venice, hardly any of it. The origins of capitalism are Jewish, and Jews did help create the economy of Amsterdam and New York, but the Dutch and Anglosaxon natures are quite incorruptible, precisely because they are so adaptable in their behavior, so inclined to negotiate with the elements. Weathering storms - that is something Americans never had to do.

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Je duidelijk genageld mijn kont met je hamer, laat ons nu zitten, en je kunt mijn crème eten af ​​wat aardappelpuree.

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No need to further disclose this poster - another “volchok” in the pocket.

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U kunt de storm van de geschiedenis weer in mijn zak mijn macho uber man.

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Or the intense fear and anger that comes up in war and the utter raw need to trust and also see oneself in the man next to you leads to very strong emotional bonds that need not be sexual. And full metal jacket’s sexualization was primarily from the sergeant down to the men and the army is definitely fucking you and it is definitely dominating you and sexual humiliation and threats - t hat you cannot respond to without being fucked with even more - is a way to control people and numb them. This does not mean that the sergeant has homosexual feelings for ‘his’ men.

Who knows,maybe CN doesn’t care what you analyze into his behavior now publically, but it seems to me anyone reading Zisek - w ho I do like - and then using his ideas to call someone out in a public way is using spagetti thrown and dried on the wall to divine the future.

Fine for abstract speculation, but as an interpersonal act it seems very messy to me.

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Indeed. I never said he did.

The army utilizes the existing sexuality and bends it in homosexual terms. Necessarily, as it is a mens operation.

The question is whether or not the big daddy is indeed a big daddy, if the soldiers sexual feelings can, in the end, be integrated in his life. All this depends on the perceived cause, morality of the fighting in retrospect.

Contra, who is hardly a virgin in terms of calling people out based on some things he read, does need this cause, he does need to believe his war is just, and this is why he posts as he does.

Given that this war is a rather ‘interpersonal act’, it can’t be interpreted as Contra’s personal space.

Given that you haven’t understood what I said, that you’ve read stuff into it that isn’t there, I recommend you read it again a couple of times and then explain to me what is so messy about it.

We can all see that CN consistently avoids intellectual challenge and prefers ad homming people with sexual harassment. That he’s an ex army man does much to explain this, but not to justify it. That is the whole issue with him, lack of justification of his sacrifice. And that happens to touch on a central problem in philosophy.

I believe he is secretly considering what I say here with some gratitude. He can hardly go around admitting to all of it, but it is true, I’m pretty sure, and thus useful to him.

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Je hebt alle recht om tresspass, zoals ik mijn vreugde open te stellen voor u het meest vrij, ik ben de bloem, en jij bent mijn zeer bezige bij, kom naar mijn zoete nectar te verzamelen, met alleen de zon als getuige.
Jullie zijn allemaal weten, de bron van erotica. Door alleen met tape homofobe ervaring Zizek om Spartan idealen, je hebt weten te hebben gezien tot het uiterste diepte van mijn ziel. Alstublieft, laat mij ejaculeren op je schoen, en ik zal dit chasity gordel dragen voor als je niet in de buurt, dus mijn liefde voor u zal zuiver blijven, zoals raisens ijle in de zon.

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I have taught you about yourself, now it’s your turn to return the favor. Your poems are, despite the effort you put into making them look nice, not actually in Dutch, so not counting as the sort of infantile excrement-offerings you intend them to be. Instead, tell me about my mother issues.

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It has nonetheless caused my beverage to flow from within my nostrils in a most non-socially acceptable fashion.

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That’s a beautiful thing, I’ll admit. He’s definitely not useless.