At the highest peak of direct, animal status — at the level of a legitimate king — there is no thought whatsoever, there is only awareness of external reality. No self-reflection. No doubt. No fear. No anxiety. Scanning the room slowly with warm, fearless eye contact and casual engagement of everyone around you. You think you know what this means, but most do not. They aren’t reading literally. They cannot comprehend the idea of no thoughts running through your head. Of total silence and clarity as you take in the outside world and act on pure, native instinct. People pay you tribute out of biological reflex — buy you drinks, offer you girls — and you can’t believe this level of status disparity exists in a society you used to think was staunchly egalitarian.
Hold a dollar in your hand and ask which is more real — the dollar or the economy? The room or the nation? Your social circle or America? We live in an evolved, complex society, but the process is cumulative — you live in nation, a state, a city, a tribe, and a crew, all at the same time. Marriage is the process of family replacing crew; as patriarchy breaks down, the crew will become the central organizing unit of male social life. As complexity breaks down, the tribe will become, once more, the central organizing unit of political life.
Is the process of deteriorating complexity and its replacement with smaller, more direct units of social organization reversible? I don’t think so. But can the complex institutions continue to exist without the participation of the great majority of retribalizing humans? Can individual men sit on the fence and have it both ways? I think they can. I think I’m doing it right now, and working my ass off during the week while wrenching out total animal indulgence on the weekend. It requires me to live in two completely irreconcilable worlds, and any man who wants to maintain class must do the same. Because the great divide is widening and we’re all choosing sides. You vote with your feet. Every time you go to the bar, every time you log on to read a pickup website, every time you treat sex as a priority, you’re deciding which world you want to live in. It started out on the weekend but the weekend is gaining ground. Go to the hood. To to the trailer park. Go to the train yard. Every day is the weekend, because that is our biological heritage and our biological future.
The central conflict in every contemporary man’s life is this: That those two worlds require you to be opposite men. You can’t win in the animal world without being alpha, and you can’t participate in the complex economy without being beta. One requires the total absence of thought, anxiety, internal reflection, and self-referential thinking. The other relies on rational, logical, linear, compulsive thought in order to function. You can be the king of both worlds, but you must learn to turn your brain on and off and become two different people at the drop of a hat. Who else lives like this? Who could take on this life? But this is what you have to do if you want to be king, and the time is coming when kingship is mandatory.