President Teddy Roosevelt routinely held boxing and Jiu-Jitsu matches at the White House. He even suffered a detached retina in a match at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW, blinded in that eye for life. He was truly a Rough Rider. Roosevelt was hardly in a minority of fans of pugilistic sports. America has long had a love affair with the Sweet Science. At one time, boxing was America’s pastime, and young Americans have for decades learned the manly art of self-defense. It is a celebration of excellence and masculinity.
Donald Trump promised to host a UFC fight at the White House on the campaign trail. Having regained the White House in a landslide victory, he is delivering on his promise. He has incorporated a UFC night at the White House into the broader Freedom 250 platform—a spectacular, year-long celebration marking America’s 250th birthday. Can left-wingers not feign patriotism for even one year? No. They can’t. They hate America and its traditions. They hate whatever patriotic working people like.
Part of the left-wing hysteria is almost certainly a lament over the fact that Pride Month will not this June feature a White House festooned in Pride Progress colors and autogynephiles covorting about the grounds with silicone tits out. But it’s deeper than this. Indeed, the love of perversion is itself a manifestation of hatred for normality and tradition.
More deeply, the incessant postings on social media stem from a loathing of ordinary Americans who have long appreciated the martial arts. At the heart of progressive hysteria is a pathological aversion to masculinity and the natural fact that moral man is a physical being who affects outcomes through force and will. Long ago, Frederich Nietzsche told us what makes these people tick: ressentiment.
It is not for progressives that violence is a bad thing per se. Look at the violence on our streets. Violence for them is not merely acceptable but necessary. They call it “social justice.” Those who wish to bring down the social order believe they are the only ones who have a right to it. They abhor violence in competition under the rules of fair play—as long as it’s not men punching women in the face at the Olympics. They condemn violence that secures the national interests. They pursue violence out of envy for the successful and revulsion at the normal. They target those who believe in the good order that the American Republic promises.
Congenital snobs, progressives look at the preparations for UFC at the White House and see “white trash.” They see the rubble of the East Wing and would have you see them as incapable of grasping that building something better sometimes means tearing down something old. Yet, they themselves tear things down when it suits their fancy. Then they grow ugliness on the corpse of the once beautiful. They desecrate memorials and topple statues and stand on the ruins waving alien flags.
What is expressed here is a loathing of the spirit of the nation that those who despise it seek to overthrow. This is the way of progressivism. It takes nature and virtue and stands them on their heads to make an upside-down world that no decent person would want, then bequeath that world to the heirs of a post-rational world.
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