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Europoors: the Americans like to talk about how poor Europe is relative to America (Europoors) because America has no culture—and, at some level, Americans know that is so (even if the people who make this observation cannot explain why they say it—cannot explain what they lack). This is the flipside to the way the Soviets used to talk about Western “unemployment”, “exploitation”, and “racism”—the Soviets used to talk about those ideological points because the Soviets also had no culture. Russian culture was disprivileged, hence only materialist explanations were allowed when it came to comparisons to the West. You couldn’t just say—Russia is great because we have Dostoyevsky and Tolstoy.

The commonality with the American and the Soviet view is that both are materialist complaints—Europeans lack money or lack job security or lack control over the means of production. The points are about artificial or synthetic things—about money or material possessions, or about a made up moral complaint “racism” that nobody actually cares about (and could be seen as synonymous with affection for your own culture).

Americans don’t have a culture—they have Hollywood, a popular idiomatic art form by Jewish mass entertainers that is only concerned with the bottom dollar and the lowest common denominator (we haven’t quite arrived at a film called I Came on Her Face—but twenty years ago we got pretty close with American Pie, and we get closer every year). There’s also an “art film” format where you put a monochrome filter over your lens or use a subdued colour palette and film Julie Delpy as she walks round Paris looking for her boyfriend from Brooklyn—perhaps there’s a scene with her French father, someone gets stoned. It’s deep—existential, even.

Aside from Hollywood, the Americans have jazz—it took me a long time to realise this but jazz is just like rap or drill. All those old duffers from my youth who wore white blazers and cricket ties but who also “loved jazz” were actually being “naughty boys” just like some mid-90s teenager was a “naughty boy” when he listened to gangasta rap or a 2010s teenager was “naughty” to listen to drill.

Jazz stood in the same relation to “proper” music as rap does today—that was obscured to me, because for a young person it was all “boring old people stuff” (jazz included—to like jazz would be like being a Tory boy, prematurely aged; it would be an affectation—to act old before your time to counter-signal your fellow teenagers). Now it is clear to me that when old duffers said “I like Fats Waller” it was just the same as someone in my generation who said they liked “Coolio”—it was all calculated for the same shock effect at your parents, and in its way it all marked the d-e-c-l-i-n-e of the West.

I’m not pretentious—I mean, my affections vary between Katy Perry and Taylor Swift—but these are the facts.

So Americans don’t really have a culture, though they have a lot of money—so, famously, they can buy a Youropean castle and dismantle it brick-by-brick and resemble it in a Texan valley, or something. But they can’t build a castle. All money, no tase. All money, no culture. All money, no class. That’s a universal condition at the moment.

Indeed, I once knew a Marxist who refused to even use the term “multiculturalism” because it contained the word “culture”—the dread word, “kultur”. Of course, if you have several cultures in a country you basically have no culture—the dominant culture has to be subordinated so other cultures can function (which is why British culture vanished after 1945, and why Russian culture vanished under Stalin—although it had a brief moment of praise by Stalin, in victory, just as “Brits” sometimes get a nod for the fact that the whole multicultural edifice is built on our work and subordination).

What creates “culture”? Soul, spirit. It can’t be bought, you see—it’s like all these things, like love and honour and friendship. It can’t be bought—you can’t make someone like you with money, you can achieve the simulacrum of affection but you cannot buy real affection; nor can you generate it just by calling everyone “comrade”—some people are “comrade-lier” than others.

Why is it that Hitler’s Germany remains a beacon, even as Stalin and Churchill and FDR fade from memory?—because it had a soul. All the other leaders predicated their systems on material ideas: FDR, New Deal; Churchill, democracy and empire; and Stalin, Marxism. All these were material ideas—ideas about efficiency, fairness, or power over other peoples. Only Hitler’s Germany stood for a spiritual position, for culture—for European culture, as opposed to Soviet belief or American commercialism. That is why it continues to exert a pull, even today—because writers like Dostoyevsky, for example, write in the end from the spirit and not for money and not to be famous and all that.

That’s what people miss today—everything is a slick mass-produced product designed to appeal to any person in the world who can speak English, so it’s soulless. It has no specificity—and it has to be constrained by a “multicultural” message that means, in the end, it has no culture at all.

Do you think all there is to life is making money? Do you think all there is to life is making everything fairer? Do you think all there is to life is making everything more efficient? I don’t—I don’t think those things are very important at all. I don’t think they bring any value to the world at all really—just a nice house. I’ve been in American houses. Very nice, very big. Soulless—just like Soviet flats and just like British new-builds. That’s what happens when you live in a society that is just devoted to “can-do”—just devoted to “problem-solving”. Life is not a problem to be solved.


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