Why You Should Join A Gang Instead Of Working

New Zealand now has over 7,000 gang members, an increase of some 13% from a year previous. Many theories have been put forward to explain this sudden rise, but none of them are adequately grounded in economic psychology. This essay makes a seemingly preposterous argument: that it makes more sense to join a gang nowadays than to work.

According to the Real Estate Institute of New Zealand, the average New Zealand house price is now $810,000, up 19% from a year earlier. According to interest.co.nz, the ratio of this average house price to the median household income is now 8.43.

This ratio was 5.87 as recently as July 2016. Even back then, it meant that a working couple able to save 25% of their total wage could expect to take over 23 years to pay for the average house. That was considered “severely unaffordable” by all honest commentators. But it’s now almost 50% worse than even that.

These are terrifying statistics for anyone at, or near, the bottom of the educational ladder. The average household income, according to the stats mentioned above, is $96,114. That means over 33 years for the average couple, saving 25% of their total wage, to pay for the average house. Any household with a minimum wage earner will likely have it much harder than this.

This means it’s now realistically impossible for a significant, and growing, proportion of New Zealand workers to ever own a home on their wage. It’s even more difficult for those who aren’t part of a steady couple.

Historically speaking, those at the bottom of society have always had one universal method of radically improving their position: crime. And the bigger the crime, the better. Many people say that crime doesn’t pay, but this is only true for the lower classes. Pull off a big enough heist and you can go up an entire league.

As Chuang Tzu once observed: “The petty thief is imprisoned but the big thief becomes a feudal lord.” Petty thievery won’t get you into a house that you can raise a family in, but full-time drug running is another story.

A young New Zealander without an education might have no chance of ever owning a house by working for one, but there’s a ready alternative: to join a gang, and get $810,000 through crime.

It’s common for dedicated meth users to go through $1,000 of meth in a week. Someone supplying it need only have a dozen customers with this level of demand and they could sell $600,000 worth of meth in a single year. Assuming $400,000 of expenses in precursor/bulk wholesale costs, rip-offs and fees to one’s own gang so as to keep covering for your operations, this means an income of $200,000 per year – tax free.

The only major downside is a small risk of getting killed or imprisoned.

Gangbanging is relatively dangerous, but the vast majority of gang members manage to conduct their affairs without getting killed. In recent years, New Zealand has averaged about 61 homicides a year. Even assuming that the majority of those were gang-related, it means that a person in a gang has little more than a 0.5% chance of being killed in any given year.

Even if this risk is 50 times higher than the risk of being murdered if one isn’t in a gang, it’s still a fairly low risk. It means that, after four years of selling meth and saving $4,000 a week, one would have earned enough to buy the average house, with a mere 2% chance of getting killed (approximately).

The risk of being imprisoned is also relatively minor. Furthermore, as shit as prison might be, it’s not a whole lot worse than busting a gut for 40 hours a week and being left with nothing after taxes, bills and rents are paid. At least rent is free in prison, and while there you can easily make the contacts that will help you sell meth more discreetly once you get out.

In the cold light of day, a young New Zealand man, one with ambitions to own a home so that he can raise a family in it, is better off joining a gang and getting taxed at 0% than getting educated, earning a professional wage and getting taxed at 39%. He can actually own a house the first way, whereas the second demands decades of work for partial equity in one. Even if he does manage to own a house the second way, he likely won’t have enough spare energy to raise a family in it.

What many middle-class people – especially those who inherit wealth – don’t realise is that few people join gangs purely out of malice and spite. Some of them join gangs because, on balance, they can have a better life in one. The prospect of working for 50 years to merely own some equity in a cold, damp house is a miserable one. It’s not surprising that the more daring of the country’s young men are tempted to gamble for a better life.

The solution to New Zealand’s rising gang problem will inevitably be a multifaceted one, but the basis of it must be enabling even poorly-educated workers to own their own home and raise a family. As long as workers aren’t getting paid enough for this to be possible, they’re better off joining gangs.

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Clown World Chronicles: Who Is El Goblino?

Of all the hideous creatures of Clown World, El Goblino is the most repulsive. His hunched shoulders, shambling gait, misshapen face and genderless appearance make people wonder if he is a genetic freak or a throwback to a more primitive form of life. He is both of those things, and worse – he is El Goblino.

El Goblino takes a human form, but that form is very similar to the form of a goblin. Like the goblin, El Goblino lives on the margins. His role in society is akin to that of a scavenger. He lives in a band with others of his kind, known at the 56%ers. These others are known by names such as La Creatura, La Luz Extinguida, Dios Mio and El Ogro de las Americas.

In the mythology of Clown World, El Goblino is the result of rampant miscegenation. He is a long-distant child of Boomer. Legend has it that Boomer once impregnated a Filipino prostitute, then the resulting son moved to Tijuana and impregnated a Mexican prostitute, and then the resulting daughter moved to California and got impregnated by some random Amerimutt. The child that resulted from that is El Goblino.

El Goblino may be ugly, but what he represents is even uglier – the total McDonaldsisation of the American gene pool, and its reduction to an 85IQ mulatto slave race who never thinks further ahead than the weekend sportsball match. This Amerimutt is the perfect consumer. He is just intelligent enough to run the machines, but not intelligent enough to organise a rebellion.

Like Tyrone, El Goblino is a demigod that represents a particular force. The power of El Goblino is not something that simply manifests. It is actively brought into existence by the malicious indifference of the denizens of Clown World. Also like Tyrone, El Goblino serves primarily as a warning.

When people don’t look after their communities or neighbourhoods, or when they let their family connections fall away to watch Netflix instead, El Goblino grows in power. He always grows in power when social connections weaken. When people can’t be fucked socialising with their friends, El Goblino moves in.

El Goblino represents the space between the Great NPC and Corona-Chan, i.e. a double negative feminine. This suggests a mindless reproductive energy that got out of control. El Goblino is the result of the remorseless sexualisation of popular culture and the idea that busting a nut is the highest of all actions. Roasties, in particular, bring the energy of El Goblino into the world, as does the energy of Virgin.

El Goblino is not nearly as dangerous as Tyrone, at least not on an individual level. El Goblino might occupy society’s margins, but he is not particularly malicious or prone to outbursts of aggression. Having said that, you wouldn’t want to leave your wallet out of your sight while he was around. Neither would you want to leave your back door unlocked.

On a collective level, however, El Goblino represents everything getting a little bit worse. If Tyrone brings intense tragedy to a small area, El Goblino brings minor tragedy to a large area. Manifestations of El Goblino are signs that your wages are about to go down, and that your rent’s about to go up. His presence is a sign that everything’s getting just that little bit shittier.

In Clown World, the average person has been taught to have no connection with their heritage. They know nothing of their ancestors, living only for the next cheeseburger. Even worse, the average person has no connection with their own kin. This has led to an advanced spiritual decay.

This spiritual rot is the power that El Goblino feeds upon to become more numerous. The excessive self-interest of people who have given up on cultivating social connections powers him to multiply into the hundreds of millions. Being overrun by the offspring of El Goblino is the inevitable fate of all nations that put material and commercial concerns above spiritual ones.

The solution to the threat posed by El Goblino is to summon the power of Chad and Stacy. A really good party, one that the attendees look back on fondly and with a will to reconnect with the people they met, is the kind of magic that keeps El Goblino away. So does hosting a weekly poker night for members of the neighbourhood, or any public festival.

This is a specific example of the general approach that needs to be taken to Clown World. Whereas Doomer has impulsive visions of shooting up a shopping mall full of goblinos with an automatic rifle, Chad shows the real way forward. An effort must be made to actively bring good energy into the world if Clown World is to end.

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Clown World Chronicles: Who Is Tyrone?

He can be seen shuffling along, his pants low, his limbs elastic, his head bobbing to some random tune. Something remarkable occurs, and he cries out “Sheeeeeittt!” He is Tyrone, one of the many demigods of the Clown World pantheon.

Tyrone is the archetype of not giving a fuck anymore. Mostly because of early childhood trauma, but also perhaps for natural reasons, Tyrone doesn’t think beyond the immediate future. If something happens, he simply reacts to it. Tyrone likes to live in the now, reasoning that there’s something inhuman about scheming for a future that may never come.

Legend has it that Tyrone was conceived when his mother offered her pussy up for a rock of crack. His father then disappeared, never to be heard from again. No-one ever invested in Tyrone’s education, and as such he is an exceptionally unrefined being. Tyrone couldn’t pass the marshmallow test no matter what the schedule of rewards was.

Although many mock Tyrone for being low-IQ, there’s more to him than that. He also represents the spontaneity that brings joy to life. Humour always follows in his wake (even if it’s of the slapstick, wacky variety). Tyrone loves laughing, eating, partying and he especially loves fucking.

Not even Chad enjoys busting a nut as much as Tyrone does. For Tyrone, getting his end away is to ascend into heaven. The excitement of getting laid is so great that the possibility of it gives colour and meaning to all of life. Every attractive woman gets a “Sheeeeiiittt”.

Many a Clown World denizen summons the power of Tyrone to decrease their sexual anxiety. These magicians hold in their minds an image of the person that they would like to make love to and think “Sheeeeeiiittt!” This allows them to relax and to see the sexual encounter as an opportunity to create a lifelong memory.

In the Clown World pantheon, Tyrone represents the space between the Great NPC and Doomer, between the Negative Fundamental Axis and the Negative Masculine Axis. As such, he is more of a demigod than a real god. In a sense, he is a double negative masculine energy, combining the mindlessness of the Great NPC with the nihilism of Doomer.

One consequence of representing double negative masculine energy is that Tyrone commits an enormous amount of sex crimes. The tyronic mentality considers weakness and passivity an invitation. He doesn’t care if a woman is drunk, underage, or incapacitated in some sense – he just ploughs in.

Fitting with this sexual recklessness, Tyrone has a great number of illegitimate children. He is infamous for his hit-and-run mating style. Any citizen of Clown World who does not know their father could be said to possess some tyronic energy. This energy can cause them to behave like Tyrone, making short-term decisions.

The appearance of Tyrone is usually a bad omen. It commonly means that violence and disorder are about to come to one’s neighbourhood. Tyrone has an extremely casual attitude to property crime, which causes him to acquire things without due consideration. His followers have similar attitudes.

However, the appearance of Tyrone can also mean good times and hilarity is coming one’s way. Tyrone is a demigod of disorder, and this can bring much-needed levity. Many people experience a crushing, suffocating sense of excess order in Clown World, thanks to the fact that everything has been monetised down to the last detail, and that every last second of time is accounted for. Tyrone promises release from these strictures.

Tyrone is in it for a good time, not a long time. As such, he’s usually up for any wack-brain scheme that someone comes up with. He is willing to take massive risks for minimal or even negative reward. When it all goes horribly wrong, he just cries “Sheeeeeiitttt.” He never seems to sustain the serious injuries that one expects him to.

Some of the funniest stories in the Clown World pantheon result from the Merchant’s attempts to win the loyalty of Tyrone. The Merchant wants to send Tyrone after his enemies, to destroy their neighbourhoods and perhaps even kill them. But Tyrone, not being pure evil, never fully trusts the Merchant, and so can never totally be controlled.

Other funny stories involve Tyrone trying to impress Stacy, but ending up with Karen. Somehow, Karen got it into her mind that Tyrone has an gigantic penis, so she hooks up with him, hoping that his irrepressible lust will make her feel young again. Sometimes she has to trick him, which can lead to all kinds of consequences.

Tyrone is far from evil – he also sells weed to anyone who might need it. An international traveller who just turned up in a new city might get quality drug hookups from befriending him. Tyrone’s just loose. This looseness can create great joy for those who feel that Clown World is excessively restrictive.

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Clown World Chronicles: What Is A ‘Christcuck’?

Christianity first became popular among the slave classes of ancient Rome. These wretches found an outlet for their resentment in the slave cult that told them the world was evil, and that those who liked it were doomed to everlasting punishment. Christianity ended up destroying the Western World then, and it threatens to do so again now.

It has long been understood that only people who hate life become Christians. Only the sadomasochistic or the deranged would follow a slave cult that promises pleasure in the afterlife in exchange for enduring suffering in this one. Despite that, there are a large number of Christcucks in Clown World, and their collective nature causes suffering for all.

‘Cuck’ is short for ‘cuckold’, which means a man whose wife has sex with other men. It’s a synonym for ‘weakling’ or ‘faggot’, i.e. an excessively feminine man. Cuck has become the archetypal Clown World insult, owing to the fact that we are in the “weak man” part of the historical cycle.

A ‘Christcuck’, then, is a man who has been spiritually cuckolded by the priesthood of the Christian religion. In the same way that a regular cuck is less than a full man on account of that he is subject to the will of his bull, the Christian is less than a full man on account of that he is subject to the will of his priest.

Although decent Christians can and do exist, the common sentiment among sane people in Clown World is that Christians are much like cuckolds. This comparison is made for two major reasons.

The first reason is that they are shamefully weak, and in a way that causes others to suffer.

In the same way that a cuckold invites strange men into his wife, destroying his family, the Christcuck invites strange men into his nation, destroying his community. The universalist creed of Christianity declares that “there is neither Jew nor Greek”, and the Christcuck takes that to mean that borders are against the will of God.

This has resulted in strong Christcuck support for refugee and migrant resettlement. Christian lobby groups are at the forefront of efforts to increase refugee quotas. These refugees and migrants then go on to commit horrendous amounts of violence and sex crimes, causing everyone to suffer – and all just so that the Christcuck can virtue signal.

The Christcuck makes a virtue out of being as pathetic as possible. They act as if their harmlessness made them morally superior to normal people, much like cuckolds argue that their lack of jealousy makes them morally superior to others. They are rightly despised for this, on account of that the absence of masculinity is responsible for most of Clown World’s misery.

The second reason why Christians are compared to cuckolds, and the most appropriate to Clown World, is that Christcucks are grossly dishonest, and that this dishonesty is a major cause of why there’s so much suffering today.

Regular cuckolds go through a massive amount of cognitive dissonance on account of that other men fuck their wives. This dissonance twists them into untrustworthy creatures. Cuckolds lie to themselves and to other people all the time – and so do Christcucks.

Christcucks virtue signal all day, but when an opportunity comes along to actually prevent suffering they don’t take it. Constantly we are told that Jesus is compassion and therefore his followers are the good guys, but when Christians are given an opportunity to show compassion they do nothing. The modern Christcuck supports the War on Drugs, welfare austerity and Middle Eastern military adventurism.

They also attribute the greatness of Western culture to their slave cult, and not to inherent qualities of Westerners. This belief is proven false in two ways. Western culture was great before Christianity, as Socrates, Plato, Aristotle, Alexander, Julius Caesar and Augustus Caesar showed. Moreover, other peoples who have become Christian didn’t become great, as shown by the numerous poverty-riddled African Christian nations.

Perhaps worst of all, they lie about genuine spiritual practices in an effort to keep people dumb and deluded. Not only do Christians lie about meditation, claiming that it can induce demonic possession, but they also lie about cannabis, psilocybin, LSD, mescaline and DMT, claiming that these spiritual sacraments are drugs that cause mental illness. These efforts to keep people spiritually deluded have created immense suffering.

Christcuckery is best exemplified today by Pope Francis. Normally hidden away behind gigantic stone walls, he emerges to lecture Westerners about the need to open borders to refugees, or about climate change. Never does he suggest anything practical, like ending the War on Drugs or the need to study hard at school, because he’s not interested in alleviating anyone’s suffering. Much the opposite.

Christcucks belong in the same group as soyboys, baizuos, incels, dhimmis, trannies, simps, NEETs and gutmenschen as another example of social decay, which is why they’re seen ever more often in today’s Clown World. The common quality linking them all is a lack of rectitude manifesting as weakness and effeminacy.

They contribute directly to the shitness of Clown World by promoting a mindset where people sit and wait for a saviour, instead of taking action themselves. They believe that if they wait long enough Jesus will come along and solve all their problems. As such, it’s not necessary to resist those abusing them. Most of the time, when you have people getting abused yet saying “It’s not time to act yet,” you have the influence of Christcuckery. The meek shall inherit Clown World.

The solution to Christuckery is an occult revival. This might involve a return of Hermeticism, or a new interpretation of the perennial philosophy, or perhaps even an attempt to institute a new Eleusinian Mysteries. Whichever precise form it takes, it will come as a great relief to the multitudes who are currently starved of spiritual nourishment.

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