Thoughts On "It's Just Rocks" & Discussing Zero Seats With Auron Macintyre

The bugman fear of the sun.

“It’s Just A Pile Of Rocks”

With the British election whirring away in the background, eco-activists “Just Stop Oil” pulled another stunt this week by spraying orange paint over Stonehenge. Apparently, Agenda 2030, which is supported by every institution of power across the West, simply isn’t enough, and we require more sacred monuments and works of art to be desecrated by NGO in disguise, Just Stop Oil.

What caught my attention during the backlash were the rhetorical fig leaves used to play down the extreme offensiveness of the act. But also the juxtaposition of end-of-world nihilists assaulting such a life-affirming wonder.

Geoffrey of Monmouth, who wrote in the 1100s and was crucial in developing the Arthurian canon, held that the construction we today call Stonehenge was created from stones brought to England from Ireland. Giants had originally carried them to Ireland because, obviously, nobody else could lift them. The enchanter Merlin then dismantled them, brought them to England, and then once again used his magic to reassemble them.

In his wonderful Mythology of the British Isles, Geoffrey Ashe cites rumours in ancient Greece of a “Hyperborean” people who were “dwellers-at-the-back-of-the-North-Wind” that worshipped a God who resembled Apollo and would appear every 19 years at a “remarkable round temple” where he would play the harp for his worshippers.

Ultimately, though, Stonehenge came to be inextricably linked to the sun. It is no coincidence that Just Stop Oil desecrated the site just days before the summer solstice. In the modern technocratic era, which gave birth to death cultists such as Just Stop Oil, the sun, usually a life-giving symbol of masculinity making the Earth Mother fertile, becomes a symbolic representation of death, fear, and dread instead. Of course, to designate celestial bodies as signifiers of fertility and sex assumes two distinct forms bound to one another.

In the Kali Yuga, life becomes death, and the sacred and mythological become “just piles of rocks”. So saturated are we in the profane and materialistic that it can be quite daunting to argue against the desacralizing bugman logic. The sun is naught but a gas ball, the moon barren, and the earth about to burn up, erasing life. The great pretence and lie is that life, as seen entirely through late-stage scientism and liberalism, has delivered a world more rational and less supernatural than a mythology wherein Merlin used magic to construct Stonehenge. The argument “it’s just a pile of rocks, saving the world from climate change through government regulation matters more” deploys empiricism to justify its own insanity.

The climate change agenda is a perfect cauldron of infinite regulation and control, corporate and supranational oversight, combined with pseudo-religiosity and millenarianism — the latter deploying scientism as a concealing cloak. It is a microcosm of Enlightenment objectivity and hubris descending into its opposite. In Milton’s Paradise Lost (my video), Satan has “all the best lines” and rebels against the supreme authority. He is witty, charismatic, intelligent, and has oodles of “reason”. Gradually, his reason begins to crumble under its own weight, slowly descending into the macabre and sadistic. He becomes nothing but a negation of the original proposition, simultaneously tethered to it and revolting against it, a lisping, bloated serpent in a lake of fire.

To smugly chuckle “it’s just a pile of rocks” is to rely on an epistemology already corrupted and unmoored by the act being defended, deploying corrupted science to negate history and demand we wage war upon the source of life itself - revolting against it even while we are tethered to it. Yet the true horror of the situation is revealed when considering that both an ancient Druid priest and a Catholic cleric like Geoffrey of Monmouth were infinitely more grounded in reality than the death cult of the modern liberal.

Discussing Zero Seats With Auron MacIntyre

In a surprisingly upbeat stream I discuss the potential end of the Tory Party and the energy around the UK election.