Max McNabb

My grandpa’s house is now up for sale. Please like and share this post from Texas Hill Country below. Much appreciated!

Search engines are garbage now. They don’t search for the specific string of words you want. They bury those results under an avalanche of most popular pages and SEO gobbledygook. Even a few years ago, no matter how esoteric the subject, you could find an obscure blog or rant on a forum. Impossible now. This is seriously impeding my ability to research even mundane topics, like trying to find out what university houses a manuscript by a buffalo hunter. Part of it is because the search engines are catering to the lowest common denominator—and the average person is an imbecile who shouldn’t be allowed on the internet at all. But the greater part, I suspect, is the info war. Once the Epstein blackmail ring got blown, once people started to realize that American politicians and journalists are being blackmailed by a p**o ring in the service of a known foreign power, the response from the managerial class was to deliberately obscure information, purposefully trashing search engines. Your personal knowledge, the information you can remember or that you have secured in a physical library, is far more important than the internet. Everything online can be memory-holed, history retconned in real-time.

Whenever you pay in cash now, the clerk acts astounded that you’re not just going to whip out your Mark of the Beast™️ like a normal person.

Immanentize the eschaton in the atomized heart and only there. Today we see the soul of man laid bare. The wheat, the tare.