Something that you do for 2+ years becomes your identity. If you are getting ready to find time to learn Italian, or failing to lose weight, or trying unsuccessfully to quit gambling, that becomes your identity. You become a person who fails at this thing you propose. And it becomes doubly difficult to achieve because now you not only have to do the thing itself but undo this whole identity you created around the failure and start a new identity-building process. The brain won’t relinquish the identity unless there’s another one to take its place. Even then it’s going to be hard because familiarity is very pleasing to the brain.

In short, you are wasting your time planning to learn, start, quit, etc if there’s no identity building happening previously.

I was named after this original Ukrainian drone operator, one of the first Ukrainian Christians, and a very hardcore woman:

It was her grandson who Christianized the entire Kyivan Rus.

The thaw is over. Amazon started banning Vauban Books publications. It also deletes negative reviews of ideologically compliant novels.

Censorship is about to rev back up. This is so tiresome but seemingly unavoidable.

We have a program that is run by a professor who is notorious for having the most terrible temper. He’s a very recalcitrant, intransigent person, feared and hated on campus. People have to be assigned to teach in his interdisciplinary program against their will.

I approached him to request to be assigned to his program. The guy was very confused. But I don’t care about his pissy temper. I crave something different. I’m already signed up for International Studies, and now I’m farming myself out into this interdisciplinary thing. I don’t see any future in my department, unfortunately. And I’d rather choose my future (yes, the neoliberal way) than passively await its arrival. That I managed to stave off the inevitable by six years is already a miracle.

I told you the Palantir manifesto was good:

Palantir manifesto is the plan of the Western techno-fascism. The superiority of the white race based on the technology. No antisemitism, no sacredness, no socialism of old historic fascism. This time pure capitalist, Jews friendly, profane, materialist. Anglo. Posthumanist.

— Alexander Dugin (@AGDugin) April 19, 2026

I hope to have time to write about its specific points later. The last two weeks of class, I’m snowed under, my friends. But freedom comes soon.

In Spain, Sánchez is giving a legal status to over 500,000 African migrants, claiming that Spain “is a nation of immigrants.”

67% of all Spaniards and 80% of the young generation are opposites to the move. Note how it’s the young people who are the most based.

Young people are our biggest hope right now. They rediscover church, go back to writing by hand, despise AI, and reject propaganda.

This is actually not bad. I wanted to hate it but it’s not terrible. It’s even mildly critical of leftism.

Because we get asked a lot.

The Technological Republic, in brief.

1. Silicon Valley owes a moral debt to the country that made its rise possible. The engineering elite of Silicon Valley has an affirmative obligation to participate in the defense of the nation.

2. We must rebel…

— Palantir (@PalantirTech) April 18, 2026

If the nation-state is dead anyways, then why not this?

No way would I be as effective as I am if I didn’t spend a good chunk of time every day alone with my thoughts and looking at the sky.

It’s the most enjoyable thing plus it’s healthy and costs zero money.

80% of my recommendations on YouTube are videos about writers are literature. They are almost all AI-generated. And they are terrible. Riddled with factual mistakes, ugly. The inundation of this garbage happened very fast.

After all the hype, I’m sure everybody is curious about the surprise breakfast. You can’t see it in the picture but the gigantic salad with the rose has the a la huancaína sauce.

The China set is a gift (from the past, not today), and it’s a really beautiful story.

Please observe the virtuous cups of water and the inordinate number of pickled foods.