I don’t know about you, but lately I feel a lot more, I don’t know, I wouldn’t quite say optimistic, but maybe in a way perhaps rejuvenated at the prospect of getting up and facing each new day. Whereas 3-4 years ago every day was a spirit-battering gauntlet that tried your psychological resolve to its limits, now I feel like there’s palpable change in the societal atmosphere.

Maybe it’s just the weather warming up with Spring and the increased sunlight raising my serotonin levels, but I can’t help but be encouraged by all the ways I see the collective white consciousness in America steadily arriving at the fundamental truths that those of us on the dissident right have been espousing for decades.

I know that there was a similar but ultimately false zeitgeist in 2015-2016, but it’s different this time. Much more subdued, but genuine in a way that the previous one could never have been, and completely irrespective of fool’s messiahs like Donald Trump.