My entire worldview is based on the idea that exceptions invalidate obvious truths.
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Buttercup Dew explores the underlying philosophy of
Friendship is Magic.
Praise for My Nationalist Pony:
"might just be the best pony related ass kicker around"
"an inspiring person"
"a tempting ideologue for the nationalist way of life"
"really impressed.. very interesting"
"I thoroughly enjoy [My Nationalist Pony], a great writer"
"I’d probably ask you out on a date"
"put into words something that I’ve been trying to, very eloquently"
"various, well-written articles, cute pictures of Ponies"
"My Nationalist Pony has, once again, astounded me"
"a clever brony, that much is certain"
And then I said, nationalism? Are you CRAZY?!
My entire worldview is based on the idea that exceptions invalidate obvious truths.
So… buffalo. If you’re a Native American, you’re not a pony. You’re not like Twilight, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, or Pinkie Pie. You’re a buffalo. And furthermore, the settlers are obviously analogues of American frontiersmen- which were, for the majority, white. The settlers are ponies. Ponies are white.
Remember the Neanderthals Are Bronies guest post?
Remember I also mentioned that I was a “thal”?
Remember this is Tumblr, and talking about ponies and porno is always necessary?
Unfortunately for you, reader drowning in the MNP hyperassociative truth engine, these things are related to each other (and more!) but we’ll do this one post at a time:
What Makes a Neanderthal..? What are we looking for here?
In the beginning, aliens created the solar system, or found it - We don’t know. However we do know that the neanderthal race of man was overrun and made physically, but not genetically extinct by the cro magnon race of man. Remnant neanderthal traits remain, here are the key relevant ones:
Conversely, Cro’mag’s are extroverted ‘large, dumb crowd’ people. They are r-selected on the reproduction numbers / quality of parenthood and coupling on the r/K value scale, and so there’s plenty of them. QED long term relationships and emotional bonding aren’t for cro-mags, who prefers a punch up to show who’s boss.
Why does this.. why do I even.. What?
So.. Gay dudes..?
Notable traits of testerone interruption homosexuality:
Cro Magnon Bashing
A gay cro’mag is a drinker, Grindr user, and bathhouse addict, there the anonymity and easy scores and crowd mentality suit him down to the ground.
OK, I’m getting it.. By Contrast, a Neanderthal Homosexual..
In a nutshell: All of you guys drawing homoponies here on the Tumblrsphere are almost certainly loveable neanderthals. I would say 100% certainty, but people with more knowledge on this subject may beg to differ. I would say that due to the prevalence of MLP as a cultural phenomena and the affordability of tablets, this is almost a good way to measure / guess at how many people have these distinct personality / genetic traits (!) because I’m crazy like that.
From the (Very) few photos I’ve seen of pony-dick drawing dudes on Tumblr, they are very ‘thal in that they read that way in skull shape, eye size, that sort of thing. Mostly they’re young guys, aged 15-20 from who I’ve asked and what I can infer (I’m 22, for those who care).
For you straight people reading this who are a bit lost, here’s the final piece of the puzzle - The cultural drivers and instinctively creative wizards of your society are young men who start out on this spectrum, so be nice to them.
For more reading material and further information on why what I’ve talked about matters, please check out the following people:
James J. O’Meara, Graaaagh, Koanic Soul, Texas Arcane, Eden’s Thaw, Matt Forney, Jack Donovan, and associated dorks/loons/alternative right protagonists/twitterati (delete as appropriate if you are any of the listed individuals).
Shout out to (in no particular order, people who gave me the ideas/background for this post), Nasubutt, Twatlight Spurkle, Braeburned, Knght-Clops, KalimKassam, KRIEGSSON, Kaczy, Koanic again, Von Gleason, and my Axis followers who always like my posts (you guys are the best).
Talk you all again whenever
But he may be right about MLP.
Pony society is a monocultural caste-based absolute sacred monarchy, and different races are considered different species. It seems to share a lot with various nationalist/integralist/radical traditionalist etc. visions of the ideal society.
.. and this is cool.
I am talked about on the Google Plus.
This is a reply to the folks at ANUS, and whatever Tumblr reblogger put the phrase ‘Ideology is contrarian to reality’ on my dashboard or whatever. People who have been reading My Nationalist Pony since it started (genuine nutters) will appreciate I have posted before to the affect that I no longer follow any particular ideology.
Well, what is an ideology? An ideology is an approximation of reality, on the whole an externally referential abstract (unlike a self-referential system like math, or a literal modelling like physics). It’s the conceptualisation of what ‘is’ on a macro scale. Well, duh, I hear you saying. What does this have to do with ponies?
As anyone on the economic, social or traditionalist right will tell you, personal qualities scale up to political circumstances. The entire self-help industry is based around alternately cultivating useful personal qualities, or telling people with negative personal qualities it’s OK. The social right like the manosphere and Tea Party are about the same thing again, personal qualities being the buoyancy or ballast for economic, moral, sexual and spiritual gains and losses. And Friendship is Magic is.. well, you see where I’m going with this.
Cartoons are useful, delightful, emotive abstractions. They strip the percieved information out of real life thing and reduce it to something symbolistic and iconic for ease of empathy and instructional value.
Unlike more comedy or thematically driven cartoons (I’m looking at you, Adventure Time) Friendship is Magic has appromixations and parellels for many, many things.. community, townships, border struggles, economic disaster or disparity, metaphysical entities, historical heritage and tradition, interwoven with class, caste and racial differences..
I have written what I have, and say the things I do, because whether my detractors like it or not, Friendship is Magic as a fictional universe is grounded in abstract conceptions, personal qualities and the emergent narratives. It is a childrens show with a lot to say for itself, and thus close attention should be paid, as by its nature it is unavoidably, strongly and inherently ideological.
A Tragic Mistake
Hey, remember when I said this?
Norse, Greek, Roman and Celtic religions must be brought back from the brink.. These fictions are pre-rational and echo, always, always echo, down the corridors of time; manifesting in a different shape with every age.
I’ve been saying all along that soul & sensibility comes from genetics, and there is something about the Euro-centric witches brew of DNA left over from the various Edenic races that produces a rather mournful sensibility. My Axis pals with an Irish background will know all about this, I’ve never known a people so overcome with mourning that life is what it is. Maybe the drinking does help, though.
Unfortunately there can be no life lived in the ideal. Sans-divinity, there will never be a perfect person. Outside of Heaven, the Halls of Olympos or the supposed ‘42 Virgins’ club, there are no idyllic spheres, and extremely few ever become their ideal self.
It’s this headbutting against material constraints which divide the worthy from the idle, it’s the stoicism and hard work that seperates and defines persons of quality from their lessers. The Alt-Right slogan ‘Leben ist Kampf’ crops up with regularity on my dash, and anyone who begs to differ is too insulated for their own good.
The one worthwhile lesson I took from University was that the outcome is a response to the brief, without the constraints of the brief the outcome is formless; The product is not so much a creation as a recognition of different demands and simply channelling material in the most efficient way possible to satisfy these demands (a table must have four legs, must be made of X steel, must suspend Y weight at normal gravity, etc). A rather woolley brief produces unrefined products, and one that is too tight bends material and people beyond their limitations, resulting a factory run of broken scrap.
So too is life. If you cheat the brief by using magic, mirror pools, excuses or anabolic steroids, you get Too Many Pinkie Pies, a bad grade, and gains that don’t last respectively. Either that, or you burn out proper. By breaking constraints that produce the ideal, the ideal itself becomes compromised - Even if it is reached by doing so.
This episode was one of my favourites so far, and like all my favourites, the substance of the show easily outweights the fluff ‘Life is what it is’ platitude at the end. Meaningless platitudes are just that when divorced from the high drama that produced them, and it’s that high drama we’re going to discuss.
European history and culture is distinct in its obsession with man and woman in their ideal, the forces that produce such people, and the Fates & Gods conspiring around them. The high drama that drives most of the classics is tragic, or tragi-comic; Anti-heroes abound; There are those thrust into greatness unwillingly, nincompoops with delusions of grandeur, noble warriors laid low by ego, and a great many fools. Through European literature, noone ever quite manages to do what they set out to do - At least not without it being revealed to be a Pyrrhic victory.
The bulk of episode draws heavily, perhaps intentionally, on this robustness of spirit. Pinkie Pie is torn between her friends - Ponyville is idyllic, but not an Eden. The implicit demand of living life to the full leads to having to accept that life is finite. She remembers an old tale of a magic pool and incantation that will allow her to Cheat the Brief, and double up with Simulcra of herself.
This episode is not a re-run of the story of Narcissus, though it treads near it. Nor is it an out-and-out “test of courage” story of a worthy being put through the grind. Instead, it explores different depths of time, memory and longing. It’s not quite a tragic epic, but it comes close.
Pinkie longs to be with all of her friends, all of the time. By using the magic of the mirror pool to be “Doubly there”, she’s able to be in many places at once - sort of - by using brainless placeholders. The catch is, of course, that her doubles have no memory of her life or friends in Ponyville. They are the physical Pinkie, but without mind or sound judgement. Pyrrhic indeed. After frustrating the living fuck out of the real Pinkie Pie’s friends, they go on a sort of fun-obsessed rampage. Sounds like an alcohol fuelled night of Fresher students at University, really, but that’s what happens.
This is where I’m going to have to borrow somebody elses words:
Aristotle believed that the point of tragedy was to put on the stage the negative, or more ferocious, or more diabolical side of man, the non-dualist side of man, in order to overcome it..
Because life is born in pain, dies in pain, and consists of quite a lot of pain during the intermediary stages between birth and death. And in order to overcome and face that, particularly in a stoical way, you needed to take up these negative emotions into yourself and have them purged, have them sublimated, to use a modern word. And the way that you purge them is by watching tragedy.
[Tradegy is] The highest form [of drama], the most cathartic form, the most ennobling form. A form which isn’t written today.
Twilight and her friends devise a sort of test to separate the true Pinkie from the Replicants - They must sit and watch paint dry, an impossible feat without intense concentration for the ADHD Pinkie Pie. The imitation reflections are then banished as they fail the test using Twilights magic. The hook is that if they banish the real Pinkie, that’s done and dusted for good.
In the scene where Twilight does this for the first time, it’s gripping in a way that other episodes struggle to match due to the tragic nature of the set up. Over the course of the 2 and a bit seasons we’ve had 3 external aggressor ‘Big Bads’ of varying motivations, but if I recall correctly this is the first time we’ve had a set up where one member of the Mane 6 could end the life of another. There isn’t an enemy or even a braggart to be overcome, but oneself.
Even more disturbing is Twilight’s total lack of hesitation. She uses a blast of magic that was foreshadowed earlier in the episode and Foom, a Replicant is gone. Vaporised. To quote Ilium, ‘everything is performed to the full extent of their abilities, every effort running what one twentieth-century scholar called “the full risk of failure.”’
Luckily, Pinkie Pie is the right colour to appeal to little girls in toy form. I prefer the more sombre Princess Luna, tinsel-free prototype edition (Stop boasting, Buttercup). As such she emerges from the test unscathed, after demonstrating her loyalty to her friends. However, I would hesitate to say this was a Happy Ending.
The entire episode describes a tragic ordeal. It was created through the best intentions coupled with naivety and dangerous knowledge, as Pinkie strived to fulfill ambitions of affection. It could have been a necessary ordeal, so that we can learn of the loyalty, committment and hard choices that life demands - Even in Ponyville.
Europeans, and maybe especially the Irish, are most aware that often the Gods make fools of us. Romeo was Fortunes fool, Macbeth Ambitions fool, Hector was the Zeus’ Fool, and Pinkie Pie has been Fun’s fool.
See you next time.
Just another day at the office
It could be called Apples Shrugged