Pussy Generation

When I was young, my mother looked after me. And when she was old I looked after her.

And in the process I moved from being subordinate to superior. When I was young, she was in command. And when she was old, I was in command. In between, we were equals.

It’s something that happens in every generation, almost insensibly.

And when I took over her garden, it came under new management. There was no more pruning under the new management. Everything, apart from the lawn, was allowed to grow freely under my new liberal, permissive, hands-off management. The garden was allowed, in the parlance of the time, “to do its own thing.”

Every generation looks back on the previous generations with incomprehension and bewilderment and dismay. I didn’t know why my mother wanted everything pruned. So when I took over, I didn’t prune anything.

My parents’ generation was the WW2 generation. And their parents’ generation was the WW1 generation. And I looked back on both of them in wonder. In one sense I had tremendous admiration for them both. They were both generations that had fought for their country and their traditions and beliefs, and many of them died in the process. And this was true of both sides in both wars.

What was bewildering and dismaying was that there had been so much fighting. Was that the way things were always going to be? I spent many of the early years of my life wondering when I was going to be called up, put in a uniform, and sent off to die in some hole in the ground.

But in fact it never happened. My generation (and subsequent generations) of Englishmen were about the first not to be sent off to war somewhere in the world. And the reason for that was that the British Empire ceased to exist shortly after WW2. I’m not exactly sure when it was wound up. There ought to be a date.

What it meant was that there was no longer any need to send British soldiers to the Punjab or Crimea or Egypt. Nor was there any need for conscription. The Americans do all that now. And it’s American boys and girls who get called up and sent off to fight in one damn country or other on the other side of the world. The British Empire became the American Empire – although nobody ever calls it that. It was a boardroom coup. The empire came under new management.

And now the post-war generation has taken over from the wartime generation, just like I took over from my mother. And the post-war generations are all a bunch of pussies who’ve never had to fight for anything. In fact, they’re frightened of everything. They’re even – heaven help us – frightened of tobacco smoke. And quite a lot of them frightened of chocolate and sugar and alcohol as well. And carbon dioxide. I almost forgot carbon dioxide.

The current post-war generation of pussies really wants to eradicate the wartime culture of my parents. Sitting in pubs, smoking and drinking and talking, isn’t any sort of post-war innovation. Doing things like that is really part of the old wartime and pre-wartime culture. So is going to church on Sunday.

The war on smoking is part of a cultural war being waged by a new generation on an old generation. The post-war pussy generation wants to entirely eradicate the culture of the old generation, in every respect possible. They’re anti-war, anti-monarchist, anti-Christian, anti-industry, anti-carbon, anti-meat, anti-sugar, anti-alcohol, and of course anti-smoking. They took one look at the world they inherited, and they instantly hated it and everything in it. They see it as something to re-arrange in whatever way they like. And they have complete contempt for their predecessors, and for everything they believed.

When I took over the management of my mother’s garden, I didn’t tear up her rose bushes, or chop down her apple trees. But these people would have torn down everything, and concreted it over. And that’s what they’re doing to the whole world.

And in this generational war, Donald Trump’s principal crime is to be an old man with the values of an older generation. He believes in industry and trade and nations and Christianity. He’s a classical American. And now he’s risen to become the American emperor.

And in doing so he’s thwarting an entire rising new generation of American pussies, who believe that they have already taken over the management of the world, and can re-make it exactly as they like.

What they feel is what I would have felt had my bed-ridden mother got up one morning, gone downstairs, put on her boots, headed out into the garden, and started pruning all the plants – entirely reversing my liberal management policies, and leaving me fuming powerlessly indoors.

The American liberal left think they own America, and they see Donald Trump as a throwback from a former age. He is the embodiment of everything they hate and detest, and which they want to eradicate. And that’s why they want him dead. Because they think he ought to have been dead a long time ago. They feel that they have been deprived of their inheritance. They can’t wait for him to drop dead, so that they can reclaim their rightful inheritance, which he has snatched from their hands. And that’s why they’re seething with impotent rage.

Trump represents the triumphant revolt of the old against the young. Instead of fading out slowly and incontinently into senile old age, Trump is gallivanting around the world with his very beautiful wife (and daughter), upturning all their plans.

He is a shining example to the old. He is teaching them that they needn’t submit to the young, with all their fashionable and stupid, half-baked ideas. He is teaching them to revolt, and re-take control, and restore all the old values and belief instead of tearing them all up.

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29 Responses to Pussy Generation

  1. Doing things like that is really part of the old wartime and pre-wartime culture. So is going to church on Sunday-Frank

    I always think if the fASHists had seriously been concerned about PROTECTING the children then they would, instead of making cigarettes the ultimate status symbol and sign of maturity, have simply demanded a law that required any OLD person shown in a film or on the TV to be smoking; a very high ‘Dot Cotton Quotient’. Maybe campaign for duty-free cigarettes for OAPS? Pushed the ‘choice for the OLDER Generation’ (Hell it worked for Pepsi) angle. Put the pipe back in Father Xmas’ mouth, demand tobacco packs carry pictures of Chelsea pensioners smoking.

    • Rose says:

      making cigarettes the ultimate status symbol and sign of maturity

      Too late now, we drove through the student area of the city last night on our way back from hospital visiting, I think they must have broken up for summer. Pretty girls and handsome young lads filling the pavements, some in fancy dress, many of them cigarette in hand, looking not a bit abashed or furtive.

      I walked through the legendary but invisible “cloud of smoke” on the way to the hospital entrance, four people well spread out and the faint warm fragrance of tobacco smoke was a welcome relief to the acrid exhaust fumes I’d just had to walk through on the road running past.
      I’m sure some people get so used to that smell that people who live and work in cities don’t even notice it..

    • Rose says:

      demand tobacco packs carry pictures of Chelsea pensioners smoking

      BD, out of the question, a central theme of the antismoking movement is that we all die prematurely. Even they are not so daft as to give the lie to one of the main tenets of their own campaign by putting pictures of sprightly Chelsea Pensioners on the front of cigarette packets.

      It must have caused them a bad enough shock to find elderly smokers even existed, as an unexpected consiquence of making everyone stand outside.

  2. lleweton says:

    There was a time after the war, around the 1950s I think, when OAPs were entitled to an allowance of cheaper cigarettes – and presumably tobacco. I do not recall the quantities. I remember this because my grandfather used it to buy tipped Woodbines. And, relevant to Frank’s piece, my granddad had spent the whole 1914-18 war as a soldier in France and, during the second World War was an air raid warden in London, having also been bombed out of his flat. He died at the age of 88.

    • Rose says:

      You are quite right.

      Clause 1.—(TOBACCO.)
      HC Deb 05 June 1956

      Mr Brooke 886

      “The story of this Tobacco Duty relief is that in 1947 the right hon. Gentleman the Member for Bishop Auckland (Mr. Dalton) put up the Tobacco Duty very sharply. There was a further increase in 1948. Those two increases had the effect of raising the price of cigarettes by 50 per cent. We had never experienced a price rise of that kind in a dutiable commodity before. The Labour Government decided that their right course would be to temper the wind to the old-age pensioner. No wonder, because it is well known that many old people smoke freely, and an increase of 50 per cent., almost at a blow, in the price of one of the necessities of the old people would indeed be a heavy impost.”

      “At that time the Tobacco Duty relief of 2s. a week which had been granted in 1947 was increased to 2s. 4d. What the hon. Member for Ince wishes now is that it should be increased from 2s. 4d. to 2s. 8d.”
      http://hansard.millbanksystems.com/commons/1956/jun/05/clause-1-tobacco

      • lleweton says:

        Thank you. I would have been 13 years old then… ‘The Labour Government decided that their right course would be to temper the wind to the old-age pensioner.’ Now, I fear the old age pensioner, in hospital or in a pub, has to cope with freezing gales, literally.

  3. Jim says:

    I have this theory that the obsession of the post war generation with health’n’safety, and medical health, and banning ‘harmful’ things, and ordering everyone around regarding what they should eat and drink and smoke, is down partly to their lack of religion, and partly down to their never having to face death at young ages.

    Having a religious faith means death is not the end, so the idea of wanting to extend your life as long as absolutely possible at all costs is anathema – indeed the Bible give its adherents their expected lifespan (3 score years and ten) and to try and change that is rather going against God’s word. But the post war generation don’t ‘do God’ so are terrified of death as the final end, and are trying to put that day off for as long as possible.

    Similarly if you have faced death at a young age as the generations of the first half of the 20th century have, then it gives you a bit of perspective. People who have stood in foxholes and tank turrets, and seen their friends (and enemies) eviscerated in front of them do not go about banning things like smoking, or telling people to eat 5 portions of fruit and veg per day. They realise there are more serious things in life than what you eat and drink, as long as you have enough of each.

    You can date the change in politics in this country when the wartime generation lost power – somewhere between Mrs T and Tony Blair basically. Mrs T’s cabinet was full of men who fought in the war. Tony Blair’s had few, if indeed any. Thats where it all went wrong. We’d had Labour before, but they were old Labour, men who wanted the working classes to have MORE beer and sandwiches, not bottled water and guacamole dip. Ever since politicians from both sides have been cut from the same cloth – as you rightly call them, the post war pussies.

    • Rose says:

      I’m part of the post-war generation and I don’t have any of these obsessions, then again I did ride a motorbike, vote Conservative and still resent the Crash Helmet law of 1972, it’s my head, not the governments. Of course, that was under Edward Heath who signed us up to the Common Market without asking us..

    • beobrigitte says:

      I have this theory that the obsession of the post war generation with health’n’safety, and medical health, and banning ‘harmful’ things, and ordering everyone around regarding what they should eat and drink and smoke, is down partly to their lack of religion, and partly down to their never having to face death at young ages.
      It’s not even themselves facing death at a young age. The current generation of parents will not take their cheeeldren to funerals, nor do these cheeeldren know what happens inside abattoirs on a daily basis. I do recall the outcry of parents in the 1990s (?) when there was a mass cull of cows due to BSE (?) because their cheeeldren would be traumatised by the sight of the dead cows.

      But the post war generation don’t ‘do God’ so are terrified of death as the final end, and are trying to put that day off for as long as possible.
      Perhaps in their arrogance or fear they even begin to believe they can delay the natural process of ageing to infinity and beyond?
      Time to tell the post war pussies that they don’t live longer without e.g. drinking/smoking, it just seems that way.

  4. beobrigitte says:

    And now the post-war generation has taken over from the wartime generation, just like I took over from my mother. And the post-war generations are all a bunch of pussies who’ve never had to fight for anything. In fact, they’re frightened of everything. They’re even – heaven help us – frightened of tobacco smoke. And quite a lot of them frightened of chocolate and sugar and alcohol as well. And carbon dioxide. I almost forgot carbon dioxide.
    I do believe that fear interferes with thinking and common sense, so it’s a prime tool for those (usually fearful people themselves) megalomaniacs who wish to exert control. Over everything and everybody in order to eliminate everything they are scared off.
    Indeed, the wartime generation(s) had to deal with real problems and get on with it. They did not think they would end up in draconian “rest” homes where there was no beers or wine or ashtrays.
    If I remember correctly, smoking was a sign of FREEDOM to the war generation(s). Where freedom once was “experts” peddle fear and confusion.

  5. natepickering says:

    Frank, this is about the most astute analysis of contemporary American politics I’ve seen in the last two years, from an American or a foreigner.

    I would add only that Trump is also hated because he makes no apologies for acting like a man, in a world in which third-wave feminism has equated overt displays of masculinity as being automatically hostile to women (and to the bed-wetting metrosexual man-children whose balls they carry around in their purses).

    • garyk30 says:

      Very true

    • Frank Davis says:

      Thank you, Nate. And I agree with you about Trump’s masculinity, which was of course part of his classical American inheritance, along with all his other values. Of course he’s hated for being masculine. His wife is probably equally hated for being so feminine.

      I think the best thing about this analysis is that it explains why the American left is unable to come to terms with having him as president, and why they regard him as illegitimate. They would feel the same if George Washington somehow came back to life, and resumed his presidency. They would feel that he simply shouldn’t be there, and in that role. They would feel that something had gone wrong with history, and with their idea of progress, that such a “throwback” could somehow return.

      And I think the worst thing about the analysis is that it rather suggests that, if Trump survives both a first term and a second term, there is no-one quite like him who could continue in his footsteps. And so when he passes on, the left are likely to be back in force, and wishing to make up for lost time.

  6. Clicky says:

    • ♫Babylon is burning♫
      ♫Burn baby burn, disco inferno.♫

    • Joe L. says:

      Very nice that a lit cigarette displayed throughout most of this video!

      Interesting thought: if more viral videos feature smoking like this, it could potentially do a lot for renormalization. Subliminal advertising, in a way.

  7. O/T The heavily-susidized, professional thugs in Tobacco Control also kill the occasional anti-smoker, and perhaps an annexe to the Smoker’s Graveyard could keep track of what happened to people like „Roberto Farouk Samir Halim“ outside a bar on Milan’s piazza Tirana last Saturday late at night. The 18 year-old, dutifully propagandized by Tobacco Control, found a man’s outdoor smoking offensive and asked him to stub out. The other man, a previous offender aged 52, got mad, pulled a screwdriver out of his pocket and stabbed him to death.
    I’m summing up what I read from various Italian sources, can’t find any mention of this in other languages yet.

    http://barona.milanotoday.it/lorenteggio-giambellino/roberto-ucciso-piazza-tirana.html

    • Joe L. says:

      While you’re correct, SFB, this death should be attributed to the Antismoking cartel and their relentless brainwashing tactics, it will more than likely be spun by the Antismokers themselves and used as propaganda to promote the belief that all smokers are not only inconsiderate, but also violent. Sad on many levels.

  8. alanxxx says:

    So, it’s far from all bad then

  9. alanxxx says:

    Oops above post in reply to “Sex in public in the middle of it.”

  10. Joe L. says:

    Another great post, Frank. We are clearly in the midst of the Great Pussification. The recent few post-world-war generations who have grown up with no real imminent fears have been conditioned to fear anything (and, apparently, pretty much everything).

    natepickering, in his comment above, also brings up the excellent point of third-wave feminism–this also applies to gay rights, racism, antismoking, etc.). All current Progressive incarnations of “human rights” movements are no longer about fighting for equal rights for the oppressed (because in most cases, equal rights have already been achieved), but instead they been perverted such as to fight for the removal of rights from the perceived oppressor(s). Progressivism is truly regressive. Decades of hard work are being erased practically overnight.

  11. waltc says:

    I agree with your pendulum theory of generational change but I’d add that the opposing forces that lead to The Next Big Thing are always there from the start withIN each generation. It’s more like a see-saw. The Culture on one end, Counterculture on the other, and the era gets defined by the tension between them–for a time one’s up and the other one’s down, till the upside weighs too heavily on the zeitgeist and the downside kicks hard and starts to get off the ground.

    Hillary, after all, is Trumps’s generation. (And Glantz, Banzaf, Repace and their British counterparts are, as my mother would have put it, “no spring chickens.”) Back in the 60s, they were all the minority, the counterculture ( while Hillary was busy worshipping Alinsky, Nixon was president, and while Repace et all were fanning the air, 60% of everybody smoked). None of them changed; they’re exactly as they were, but for a time their side of it rose to the top and became The Culture. But the rest of us also stayed who we were and recently we finally started to kick and attract other kickers and it’s starting to bring them down. Brexit and Trump. And the cool kids smoking. Maybe the two sides are almost pulling even….

  12. Timbotoo says:

    Don’t forget that Trump won because a lot of people who agree with traditional values voted for him. Maybe there is still hope for the West and this isn’t just a pause in the decline.

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