Talking Symbollox: How the Most Important Divide in Politics Isn’t between Left and Right

Homo symbolicus. I like that term. I like it a lot. Yes, not Homo sapiens, “Knowing Man,” but Homo symbolicus, “Symbolic Man.” That was a concise and clever suggestion by the Jewish philosopher Ernst Cassirer (1874–1945). We humans shouldn’t classify ourselves as sapients, but as symbolizers. After all, without symbols we lose sapience and sink to the level of animals, like the feral children whose fascinating but tragic stories dot the annals of four continents. Those children were deprived of humanity’s three greatest possessions, which are rightly named as gifts of the gods in many mythologies. What are those possessions? They’re three awe-inspiring systems of symbols. The first lifted us above the animals, the second lifted us above savagery, and the third landed us on the Moon.

Words vs World

I’m talking about language, writing and mathematics, which in Egyptian myth were all the gifts of ibis-headed Thoth. Language made us human; mathematics made us superhuman. With math, mankind has been able to conquer infinity and probe the stars.[1] All the same, language was the matrix of mathematics, the womb where it grew to fullness. However, language has been the womb of other and ugly things. Indeed, of evil things. Like mathematics, language should be a tool for those who want to describe and understand reality. Too often it has become a traitor and tyrant instead, a tool for those who want to obscure and control reality. The great divide in politics is not truly between left and right, because one can be culturally right-wing and economically left-wing. The Nazis were nationalist socialists, after all. No, the great divide in politics is between phantasists and realists. “Phantasist” is my appropriately pretentious term for those who believe that “Words > World,” that words can and should govern reality. Realists are those who believe that “World > Words,” that reality must govern words.

Barack Obama: Master of Symbollox

Ultimately, reality will govern words, whether phantasists like it or not. But in the meantime, phantasists can do a great deal of evil and spin many webs of deceit. They do this by using what I’d call not symbols, but symbollox. Symbols accurately reflect reality; symbollox distort and deny reality. That’s why the neologism incorporates the British slang “bollocks,” which means both testicles and nonsense. If truth-telling symbols reign supreme in mathematics, then truth-trashing symbollox reign supreme in politics. Symbols and words are, after all, very powerful things, able to influence our minds in both good and bad ways. For examples of the  bad way, take the two big parties that have dominated British politics for decades. They’re called the Labour Party and the Conservative Party. But those names are lies and have been for decades. The Labour party despises and demonizes the White working-class whom it was founded to defend. The Conservative party believes in destroying true White Britain, not in conserving it. But the names of these parties are still casting their verbal spells. The White working-class continued to vote “Labour” long after they should have realized the toxic truth about the way it hated and wanted to harm them.

Mutato nomine, carmen solvitur[2]

But one simple thing could have lifted the verbal spell and made the White working-class understand the real nature of their long-favored party. All it would have taken was for Labour to speak the truth and change its name from “The Labour Party” to “The Lawyer Party.” That would have lifted the spell from millions of deluded White voters, telling them that their supposed champions weren’t loyal labourites but lying lawyers.[3] And the new-named party could have reinforced the truth by ceasing to sing “The Red Flag” at its conferences and adopting a new anthem, something that accurately reflected who and what it now stood for. Yes, not the “The Red Flag” but “The Rape Gang.”

The fake Conservative Party and the genuine Mud-Flood

As for the Conservatives: if they had been truthful, they would have re-named themselves the Con-Trick Party. And that would have lifted the verbal spell from their White supporters. Nothing else would have needed to change, just the name. But the new-named party could have reinforced the truth by ceasing to sing “Rule Britannia” and belting out “Grovel, Goyim” instead. And what if Britain’s long-reigning and much-loved monarch Elizabeth II had decided to speak the truth too? Then she would have stopped calling herself “The Queen” and called herself “The Judas-Goat” instead. That’s the term used for the apparently friendly goat that leads trusting sheep into the slaughterhouse. Elizabeth the Evil played the role of Judas-Goat for half of the twentieth century and the beginning of the twenty-first. She was a fake symbol of continuity and calm as her White subjects were led towards the slaughterhouse. Her eldest son plays the role of Judas-Goat now, which is why — if he were truthful — he would stop calling himself “Charles III” and call himself “Chuck the Cuck” instead.

An acclaimed Black poet

But Chuck the Cuck isn’t truthful, of course. He believes in symbollox, not in symbols. The current female Archbishop of Canterbury believes in symbollox too, which is why she doesn’t re-name herself the Arch-Invertebrate of Contemptible. And it’s why she doesn’t proclaim that she heads the Church of Immivaders, not the Church of England.

The name “England” is another example of something that was once a true symbol and has now become toxic symbollox. Again, the symbollox is casting a verbal spell over millions of Whites. Just look at the soccer World Cup, where a team rightly called Norway is due (as I write) to play a team wrongly called “England.” One name is truly symbolic, the other is trashily symbollox. “Norway” is truly symbolic, because the name of the team accurately reflects the true White Norwegians who compose the team. “England” is trashily symbollox, because the name of the team doesn’t accurately reflect the non-English Blacks and mulattos who compose the team. Or decompose it, more like. To accurately reflect those non-Whites, the team should be re-named “Inglan” and should sing not “God Save the King” before games but a rap version of “Inglan is a Bitch.” If you’re not familiar with that powerful poem by the acclaimed Black poet Linton Kwesi Johnson, here are its vibrant verses:

Inglan is a Bitch

W’en mi jus’ come to Landan toun
Mi use to work pan di andahgroun
But workin’ pan di andahgroun
Yu don’t get fi know your way around.

Inglan is a bitch
Dere’s no escapin it
Inglan is a bitch
Dere’s no runnin’ whey fram it.

Mi get a lickle jab in a bih ‘otell
An’ awftah a while, mi woz doin’ quite well
Dem staat mi aaf as a dish-washah
But w’en mi tek a stack, mi noh tun clack-watchah.

Inglan is a bitch
Dere’s no escapin it
Inglan is a bitch
No baddah try fi hide fram it. (“Inglan is a Bitch”)

It was for such poetry that Linton Kwesi Johnson was elected a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature in 2013. Britain’s chief Royal, the Judas-Goat Elizabeth the Evil, made no objection. But Johnson isn’t an ornament of British literature, he’s an ornament of brutish illiterature. He’s a poetaster, not a poet — a parody, not the real thing. But his egregious “Inglan is a Bitch” could still do great good for the only true English if it were, as I’ve suggested, adopted as the anthem sung by a soccer-team newly re-named “Inglan.” The only true English are, of course, the White ones. Johnson’s vibrant verse would serve them by lifting the verbal spell that keeps them supporting the non-White farrago that masquerades as “England.” Most of the current team are not English and never could be, because most of the team are non-White. The team is no longer symbolic of England, but symbollox of England. That’s why it should be re-named and adopt a new anthem.

True symbol and trashy symbollox: White Norway’s Erling Haaland and Black Inglan’s Jude Bellingham

If it did so, the truly English soccer-fans — the White ones — would understand what’s already obvious: that they should support Norway, not the team that masquerades as “England.” Genetically and culturally, the current Norway team is very close to what a genuine England team would be. The two teams should be blood-brothers, two nearby twigs on the great tree of White Europe. But Norway and “England” are no longer blood-brothers, because the “England” team is full of Blacks and mulattos. That’s why both the Lawyer Party and the Con-Trick Party would be united in delight if da Inglan team won the World Cup. An Inglan win would be excellent propaganda for those who support the Brave New Britain of rape-gangs, suicide-bombers and acid-throwers. Nigel Farage of Reform would celebrate an Inglan win too, because he and his party are not the enemies of the Lawyer Party and the Con-Trick Party that they pretend to be. That’s why Reform should tell the truth and rectify its name too. I suggest “The Repeat Party” and the slogan “Vote Repeat for More Mud-Flood.”

The Bestial of British

But I don’t think Inglan will win the World Cup. And I hope Norway confirm that by beating Inglan in the upcoming game. A Norway win would be highly symbolic. An Inglan win would be horrendously symbollox. It would aid the cause of those who believe in the Bestial of British, not in the Best of British. The Bestial of British means Black savagery; the Best of British means White civilization. But the true White British would be much better off if they were more bestial in at least one way. Beasts that lack symbols can be much harder to fool than humans that love symbols.

Animalia asymbolica > Homo symbolicus: this lichen-mimicking Madagascan gecko has to pretend much better than Inglan soccer-players do

A stick insect can’t fool a hungry bird by saying: “I’m a stick.” No, it has to look like a stick and stay still like a stick. A bee orchid can’t fool a male bee by saying: “I’m a bee-babe.” No, it has to look and smell like a bee-babe, a potential mate.[4] But human political parties can fool h

uman voters by saying “We’re Labour” or “We’re Conservative.” And Black soccer-players can fool White soccer-fans by performing in appropriately colored shirts under the name of “England” or “France” or “Germany.” That’s the power of symbollox.

[1]Indeed, math has enabled mankind to conquer infinities, not just infinity. See this page for (infinitely) more – and this page for still more.

[2]  Mutato nomine, carmen solvitur means “With the name changed, the spell is undone.”

[3]  This is what the Chinese philosopher Confucius called the rectification of names, “ensuring that terms, especially those denoting roles and statuses, precisely correspond to their referents’ actual functions and behavior.”

[4]By looking and smelling like a female bee, the bee-orchid fools the male bee into attempting to copulate with it, which coats the male bee with pollen for its next faux-fornication. But some bee-orchids can reproduce without fooling male bees.