Fight Club
by Winston Smith
This is what you might call a "guy movie." There is a healthy supply of violence and
anti-social behavior throughout, and it is really fun to watch. From the first five minutes
I could tell this would not only be a great movie but probably a politically and culturally
significant one. Fight Club was recommended by a colleague in the letters section of
angrywhiteguy.com and I decided to have a look.
The film stars Edward Norton as a spiritually frustrated young professional and Brad Pitt as
the reckless charismatic genius, Tyler Durden, who befriends Norton after his apartment
blows up. We'll get to that shortly.
The story begins with Edward Norton suffering from insomnia. He finds that by posing as a
victim of various diseases and cancers he can achieve the sleep he needs. He enters support
groups for people dying, and cries with the members. This helps him to sleep, and he
becomes addicted to it. This cycle continues for some time: going to the support groups,
crying, going home to sleep, getting up the next morning to work.
On his way back from a business trip, Norton runs into Tyler Durden, when they are seated
next to each other on the plane. Tyler tells him he sells soap and he gives him his number
to call if he is ever in the city.
After being stuck in his morose routine for some time, he returns to his home to find his
belongings scattered about the street below, as his apartment had just exploded due to a
gas leak. Our protagonist is quite distraught by this and does not know quite what to do.
Then he remembers Tyler's number and calls. They go out for drinks, and Tyler lets him
stay at his place for awhile. This is how Fight Club begins.
The two of them go to live at a run-down abandoned house somewhere in the city and begin
holding a weekly function called Fight Club, in which a group of men gather and fight each
other until one of them is a bloody pulp. They forgo all material possessions and live a
very harsh life. Eventually, Fight Club grows to the point that they have to start turning
guys away at the door.
After awhile Fight Clubs start popping up all over the country, and Tyler starts handing
out "homework" assignments for the members of this increasingly secret group. Things like
building excrement catapults and other mischievous acts aimed at disrupting society.
A revolt against consumerism...
Fight Club is really about a revolt against consumer, materialist society. Tyler speaks of
mass culture -- Martha Stuart, Rogaine, Ikea furniture -- as a form of slavery, and in a
way it is. When you think about all those White-middle-class suburbanites out there,
commuting to and from work every day like herds of cattle, acting like nothing more than
"tax payers" or "consumers," choking down fast-food hamburgers, drinking cola swill and
watching soul-destroying television propaganda like pigs at the trough, many truly are
modern slaves.
The film has a few significant aspects to it that deserve the attention of White
nationalists.
First, this movie shows us the soul-hole in modern society, and one possible way to fill it.
There is no cure for the senses save the soul, and no cure for the soul save the senses,
said Oscar Wilde. The guys in Fight Club are trying to remove their soul-pain by turning
it into physical pain, which is much easier to bear. These are average guys, just like us,
living as veritable slaves in an empty existence. Indentured to servitude but either too
apathetic or too ignorant to change anything. But when they are shown another way, when
they are given something to believe in, they become fanatics for the cause. This movie
shows how people can be invigorated by new ideas. Slaves broken free can become some of
the most enraged fighters against the approaching tyranny.
Also, there is no cover fee for Fight Club. Fight Club wants YOU not your money. It
doesn't ask what you DO, it asks what you ARE. Although donating money to an organization
is easier than actually working with your sweat and blood, people prefer to do the latter.
It makes them feel useful in a way that handing over pieces of paper cannot. (I and
others am often dismayed by stringent demands for donations from White nationalist/racialist
groups.)
But most important, there are two things in this movie that, I think, make a very graphic
articulation of the inherent weakness of institutions and bureaucracies.
First, there is a scene where a bunch of liberal/conservative politicians and black
community leaders are having a posh dinner party to promote some crime-fighting scheme.
The scene opens up with a black guy giving a hilarious speech about something called
"Project Hope." While he blathers all the empty talk we are so used to hearing in
politics, some fat White bureaucrat police chief gets up to go to the bathroom. As he
walks down an empty hallway some guys from Fight Club jump him and drag him into the
bathroom. Tyler threatens to cut off his balls if he does not call off the proposed
investigation into "underground boxing clubs." He tells him that the people he is after
are the people he depends on. "We cook your meals, we drive your ambulances, we connect
your calls; we guard you while you sleep ... DO NOT FUCK WITH US!" I wish every white
liberal (or conservative) could be put in this same position. You can't flush dark people
into our countries, destroy our culture and society, and then retire to the Bahamas with
your German-made car and your (equally German) blonde-haired, blue-eyed girlfriend while
giving yourself labels like "tolerant" and "progressive" for having supposedly made so
much "social progress."
Second, at the beginning of this film, Tyler is preparing to blow up a corporate building,
which would have entailed some infiltration. Perhaps Fight Club had a couple of janitors
who showed up at the fights and liked what they found. None of the multi-millionaires who
meet in top-floor boardrooms were in on it, certainly -- Fight Club didn't need them. All
that was required were a few guys who worked in the building, a few lowly janitors and
possibly a security guard that went to police academy, got a job in the building, married,
had kids, watched TV, voted, paid his taxes and never quite understood the system that
teetered above...at least until recently. This is a perfect example of how institutions,
bureaucracies, all societies are inherently precarious. (Civilizations don't last folks!
Put your money on race, because genes have been around a lot longer and are much more
dependable.)
This is a fun movie to watch and there is no anti-White propaganda that I could detect.
I'm definitely not saying that this Hollywood film is some work of revolutionary
proportions, but I would recommend it to you because it is a entertaining film, and because
it might give you a few ideas.
Just don't mix equal parts of gasoline and frozen orange juice concentrate unless you know
exactly what you are doing. And remember to have fun!
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