F*ck World Order
#FWO: Because Most Of Us With Y Chromosomes Don't Need Another Arrangement of Deck Chairs on the Titanic
From a generation of men who know they're fucked:
We don't need no more World Orders
We've passed enough laws. We've taken enough orders.
Law has become the operating fiction that grows less believable by the day.
Order has become the environment optimized for robbing you-- casinos, cubicles, cartels, courts, community standards-- or for turning you into an instrument of those initiatives. whose organizing principle is not justice but force.
Sorry gents, lifeboats for women, children, and first-class passengers only.
World orders are designed for steadily increasing dominance of a steadily decreasing few, which this chart from the Congressional Budget Office illustrates:
Between 1989-2013, as world orders fell and rose, and more wealth was being created than at any other time in the planet's history, you were in one of three buckets:
The lower 50%, fighting with 49 other people over a few pennies less in opportunity.
The middle 40%, competing with 39 other people for two dollars more in opportunity.
Or the top 10%, negotiating with nine other people over an additional $43 in opportunity.
Meanwhile, among our male population, a silent holocaust was taking place. For every 100 girls to whom the following happened there were
145 boys who repeated kindergarten
168 boys with communication disorders
180 boys who abused drugs and alcohol
207 boys classified as having a learning disability
237 boys diagnosed with ADHD
240 boys suspended from school
291 boys expelled from school
318 boys who died by overdose
400 boys over 14 who died by suicide
And it continues even to this day. Any attempt to point that out, and do something about it is shouted down by the ruling class. So is it any surprise that 93% of our inmates are male? And that 90% of those guys grew up without a father?
And is it any surprise that we see this inequity increasing under a New World Order?
Under the Old Word Order, you were not ______ enough to succeed. Fill in the blank with one or more of the choices below:
hot
fit
energetic
passionate
hard-working
hard-drinking
hard-playing
customer-driven
time managing
achievement-oriented
Under the New World Order, you will be too _______ to succeed. Fill in the blank with one or more of the choices below:
white
cisgendered
binary
appropriating
privileged
performative
misogynistic
heteronormative
micro-aggressive
Sorry gents, lifeboats for women, children, and first-class passengers only.
What Country Do You Want Back?
You want your country back? What exactly about it do you want back?
The Old World Order (#OWO), where you were a slave?--You will have options, and be happy!
The New World Order (#NWO), where you're a serf?-- You will own nothing, and be happy!
How about #NoWorldOrder?
Because #FuckJoeBiden and #LetsGoBrandon promise nothing for the 90% except more #OWO and no lifeboats for male second- and third-class passengers.
And when ships are sinking, you don't see many biological women identifying as men.
Because everybody’s dial is set to #FuckWorldOrder —we’re outta here!
Here's what happens when a ship is sinking:
You don't hear much from those who were literally shaking in outrage and horror last summer after female Ukrainian soldiers were made to march in heels.
Suddenly happy to be less equal? As in eligibility for being sent to the Russian front?
Sorry gents, lifeboats for women, children, and first-class passengers only.
We'll come back for you if we can.
But in the end, no lifeboats ever come for the true believers.
Sorry mate. Looks like you'll have to swim for it.
The Patriot Movement: The Last Refuge
But wait!
Yes, the country is being run into the ground by clueless globalist clowns.
But there's a nationalist populist movement of patriots--truckers, doctors, moms, precinct committeemen, guerrilla journalists, whistleblowers, working class Hispanics, African-American men, hedge fund investors, mathematicians and MAGA politicians-- firebreathers all, rising to put shoulder to the wheel and fight for America in her hour of greatest peril.
They will take down the illegitimate Biden regime, shatter the Democratic Party, throw off the yoke of the CCP, and restore the shining city on the hill!
To the ramparts! A hundred seats, a hundred years! Light up the switchboards! Crash the servers! Color within the lines but color boldly!
Yes, it's exciting, yes it's refreshing, and yes it's American!
But it's also being funded, as decentralized movements all inevitably are.
A shiny new casino is rising on the hill, decor taking on those familiar lineaments:
Floors upon floors of cubicles and zoom rooms
Filled with the industrious and the dutiful.
Ruled from the pyramid penthouse above
By the inspired, righteous, and beautiful...
Until they are suddenly not.
And if an #OWO of slaves with worthless options is being replaced by an #NWO of serfs with nothing, exactly what does the Populist World Order (#PWO) offer to distinguish itself?
What is its happiness proposition?
FREEDOM! yell the truckers.
But when you peel that back, it's freedom from things—vaxxes, mandates, lockdowns, masks, CRT, etc.
Really it’s just—
Give us our #OWO back! Give us our lives of Not Blank Enough back!
I think we've lived long enough without #OWO to ever want to go back.
FWO: #FuckWorldOrder... And Everything Great It Rode In On!
America is a land where everything gets done in successive orders of greatness-- The Great Migration, The Great Society, The Great Depression, The Great War (until we had a second one), The Great Crash (until we had a few more) The Great Recession, The Great Resignation, The Great Die-Off, quoting our great national scripture The Great Gatsby.
I challenge you to find anything about Donald Trump that is not Great.
And now they are talking about The Great Reset.
My own career has been book-ended by The Great Prosperity of 1982-2022.
That I am writing this means a) I did not prosper despite b) having every possible opportunity to do so.
Which qualifies me as a witness, and disqualifies me as an authority.
Making me something between oracle and raconteur in an era of Great Destruction-- of countries, currencies, connections, communities, economies, etc.
It’s a quaint role to play. The advice is free but with The Great Inflation may be worth far more than you paid for it today, so get it at piratical discount while you can.
This surfeit of Greatness has left 90% of us-- mostly men-- fucked for life under the #FuckedWorldOrder.
For the women and children there will always be lifeboats--maybe not with cushions, and maybe not enough. But the media and NGO's will never fail to hoist a banner with photos decrying the suffering, abuse and—God forbid!—deaths of women and children.
Male casualties will continue to be counted as a cost of doing business in the world order of things.
Which is why those of us with a Y chromosome don't need yet another arrangement of near-identical outcomes on the Titanic, but to decouple from these world orders in what for a growing number of biological males can be loosely called
#TheGreatUnfuck
It's been around for a while. At least since Biblical times.
Think of anti-cultural figures like Jeremiah, an oracle whose witness was avidly sought after, but whose authority was totally rejected.

This guy lived under the hugely corrupt oligarchy of a once-great nation looking for the right combination of revenue, allies and idols to rekindle that greatness.
Or at least save itself from the Babylonian barbarians beating down its doors.
Jeremiah's response? Surrender to the king of Babylon and his armies and it will go well with you. Resist, and things will become so bad your women will eat their own children, you and all your nobles will be executed for your defiance, and the nation will be taken into captivity for seventy years.
Jeremiah’s message in a nutshell?
We're fucked.
God will turn this city into such a museum of atrocities that anyone coming near will be shocked speechless by the savage brutality.
To the lifeboats now, or you are going down with this ship.
That would be like saying today:
We're fucked.
Yield to Putin and his armies and it will go well with you.
Keep resisting, keep denying the science, keep destroying the dollar, keep inciting the invasion, and the following will happen: shortages and outages so severe that women will be eating their own children both here and in Ukraine; you and the ruling class will be executed like Louis XVI and his nobles for your defiance; and America will be cruelly enslaved to the Globalist CCP for seventy years.
For Jeremiah's foresight, he was ridiculed, mocked, beaten, imprisoned, even thrown down a sewer by those in power.
Yet he survived it all, and with food to spare.
And when the Babylonians finally sacked Jerusalem, he was spared while the rest of the corrupt regime was marched outside the city and cruelly executed.
And when the elites and their obedient flunkies were taken off to Babylon to die in exile, he was left behind.
Because he was #unplugged?
Not really. Jeremiah was not a John Galt, an Essene, or a prepper who disappeared into the wilderness.
He was not a trucker, a Maccabee, or a revolutionary who found a hill to die on and took his stand.
He stayed on and carried on right in the middle of it all, through the kingdom-ending cataclysm, and walked away pretty much unscathed. And with a piece of farmland in his hometown which he had bought on firesale while in prison.
Because he was #unfucked from his world order. It just couldn't touch him.
How do you do that?
Men want to know. Because the pressure to do something now is excruciating.
To #unfuck is to understand your exact place in the world, in its history, and in this time, regardless of whose order holds sway—
Regardless of food, fuel, medicine, security, finances, or political favor--totally counter-intuitive, I totally get it
—and to move toward and invest in your unique destiny which, though yet unseen, becomes substance through your seen life.
To unfuck from the #FWO is not easy or quick.
Forty years in, it took me exactly 1,110 days-- two 555-day primary cycles-- which is 3 years and 15 days to achieve.
It was endless, exhausting, and terrifying. But I went at it every single day.
Because once you get started on your #GreatUnfuck, even after the first step, you cannot go back.
You may fall back, but you cannot turn back.
And that is not due to persistence, will-power, pride or anything alpha-- that's the Y chromosome of the survival instinct.
Holy shit, what did I just get myself into? I gotta get outta here!
Your #unfuck experience will be a story with its own beginning and middle, but with more or less the same end. And in that way it is similar to a red-pill journey, contexted in our personal truths, pointing to something Great and universal—
Yet goes beyond red-pilling in that you now connect not to a principle but to a persona who has been manifesting throughout history.
And now-- if you are willing-- through you and your own unique talents, wounds and opportunities, much of which has been in the making for millennia.
How you detect, discover, encounter, and manifest that persona is the story of your own #GreatUnfuck journey.
For me, that persona is Ginevra, and is the subject of my next post: Why Nevvy Matters.
Harvey Oxenhorn is a cybersecurity consultant, and author of the upcoming book, The Atrocity Algorithm: How the Media Became the Enemy of the People. Follow him on Gettr, Gab, and MeWe @HarveyOxenhorn.