One of the rarely discussed features of human physiology is the fact that white people have feet too. I think it’s going to become one of the more inconvenient appendages to future politicians and social planners. These being a class who presumes a perpetual immobility of their despised tax base.
But rooted stoicism has always had formidable competition from the pioneering spirit for dominance in the Western psyche. It was only after new vistas seemed exhausted that European man traded his extending telescope for the plowshare, and then ultimately the racial gimpsuit. An attire little befitting our people.
But it is almost inevitable that the pandemic proliferation of our strength will result in equally desperate efforts to avoid it. And some canny statesman is going to recognize the enormous potential windfall in productive human capital.
For while it is true that africans and aztecs can vote according to prescription and aquire iPhones on other peoples’ credit, they can’t sustain a society that keeps CEO’s sons in space camp. That requires a docile and stationary white producer class. And barring cloud bases on Uranus, maintaining that livestock in its pen hasn’t posed much of a problem. As the Republican Party used to ask before last fall…where else are they gonna go?
Well there is at least one incipient option: the Russian Far East.
Reportedly that country is now beta-testing a homesteading initiative to populate its sprawling east wing with the kind of people that civilization always trails. The offer is for a 2.5 acre plot granted on a probationary basis with full vesting after a satisfactory five-year residence–the package also producing Russian citizenship at that time. I’m predicting applications post-marked Sudan will be lost in processing.
Though this hardly sounds like a viable outlet for the number of Western refugees that may ultimately come to seek respite from their own inimical states. Though the offer area represents a vastness approximately 10 times the size of France. A portion of which is fairly temperate and shockingly beautiful.
Of course modern infrastructure and Cracker Barrels are both fairly thin on the ground there, though that was also the case in Jamestown and the South African Cape. With modern equipment and expertise, colonies could blossom almost as rapidly as urban escape pods outside our own metropolis catch basins. And with increasingly pernicious HUD rules, crime, and overt tribal triumphalism, eyes across the West will eventually start casting over the horizon.
If foreign invitations such as this are as warm and sincere to Europeans as their native institutions are hostile, then the intrepid spirit will be resuscitated in a few. And an initial few were all that landed in America.
Of course the impetus to such radical movement is the presumption of a future brighter there than here. And given the political resistance now igniting on both sides of the Atlantic, that’s quite an open question. Though some will be game to explore it. I wish them Godspeed. And get up some Cracker Barrels in Kamchatka!