Pacifism is not Peaceful

“Give peace a chance.” “All we need is love.” “Make love, not war.” “Peace out, man.”

Blah blah blah.

You name it; we’ve heard it, from Jesus Christ to John Lennon to scores of other cliché-wielding pacifist sissies who pine for peace and think their little magical potion of nonjudgmentalism and a call to unarm will somehow, some way, some day show all those bad bad meanies the errors of their murderous ways and make the whole world kiss and cuddle.

As if this unctuous sentimentalism weren’t enough, these whiny-nabobs act like they’ve got a monopoly on cherishing peace – and as if “peace” were a world without the U.S. engaging in war, instead of peace being living without imminent and real threats. They toss out context in definition and vaporize facts with their gaseous sniveling. “Peace, peace, peace,” they shout while bands of lunatics and so-called nations plot the murder and destruction of American rights and happiness. “Imagine there’s no countries; it isn’t hard to do; nothing to kill or die for.” Um, we're not killing for "countries"; we're killing for "liberty." Countries are not the problem, John. It’s ideas. America is great because it was created and built upon the idea of individual rights, the idea that humans have a right to their own life and the pursuit of happiness in peace, unobstructed by government or criminal threats. Countries propped up by bad ideas and the sword should be wiped from Planet Earth to avoid U.S. casualties from their eventual exporting of their tyranny.

The peaceniks, of course, propagate their inanity from behind the battle lines of liberty-loving warriors, like naughty children shouting taunts at their betters while gripping their mother’s skirt. You see their self-righteous smirks as they pretend that only they sincerely desire peace. But, since criminals in a free society usually constitute only about 1% of its citizens, we can safely guess that the remaining 99% of us are generally peace-loving, which is to say that if no foreigners (countries or terrorist cells) are trying to kill us, then we’re all pretty good with not having wars. After all, we’ve got our new cars to clean. Not so, say the pacifist sissies. Anyone who seeks war is a warmonger, they shout. We should try to put on the shoes of the terrorists, they say, and walk around in them a bit and try to understand their feelings of anger toward the United States. We should try to feel their pain, the ninnies say, instead of blowing their brains out and ending the threat to free people’s lives. America should not presume to know what is best and right by itself, they say. We should ask ourselves why we are so belligerent. We should conduct a psychoanalysis of ourselves and the murderers to gain more insight into what-the-fuck-ever. But when a liberty-loving country is faced with real threats (subversive or overt), any attempt at rapprochement with murderers is perceived (rightly so) by the murderers as America lacking moral backbone, as weakness.

Indeed, there’s the rub. The murderers are right. We are weak. Pacifists (indeed, most people) don’t believe we humans can confidently call a spade a spade, a murderer a murderer. There are always extenuating circumstances, they demand. We are not capable of making a call, of making a judgment unilaterally about another person or country – because everything is relative and all ways of living are equally worthwhile and all gripes are equally valid. Who’s to say that we Americans could be right when we don’t know what the other person’s definition of “right” is? This moral skepticism is the sissy template. It is the belief that humans cannot understand morality and therefore certainly can't act with certainty about what is bad or good.

Let’s imagine something a little different. Imagine our great country’s Founders shouting “All we need is love!” Imagine them saying “Give peace a chance.” Imagine where we’d be if they were the 18^th century version of our modern peacefucks. The answer is simple, of course. There would be no America. There would be no liberty or Declaration of Independence. There would be no Greatest Country in the History of the World. Our Founders were the product of the Enlightenment, an unequalled time in the history of the world, in which the glory of man’s mind was widely praised, and the ingenuity of that mind created engines and constitutions of breathtaking scope. The men and women of late 18^th century America were rugged individualists. Had they been ill-mannered, they would have said, “Don’t Fuck With Me!” They would NOT have said, “Oh, please, let’s just give peace a chance, everybody.” Their common sense would have been quite uncommon in America today. They were not Christians. They did not turn the other cheek or render unto Caesar as the sashaying Jesus pleaded. They were proud, independent, strong and hot-blooded for liberty. They did not hold hands and pray for “peace” in pious prancing.

They demanded freedom. They understood that peace follows freedom. They knew that a free people is a peaceful people and that a free people will demand immediate destruction of anyone or any country who threatens that freedom. Now, THAT is peace. War is good when it kills freedom-haters.

But our Founders, great as they were, lacked a complete philosophical system to gird their belief in individual rights and liberty. They made mistakes, and those mistakes created irrational gaps in our vanguard Constitution, letting in the vermin peaceniks and altruists with their sacrificial philosophies.

The only way the ship can be fully righted is for millions of Americans to completely understand and live the rational philosophy of Ayn Rand. With that kind of intellectual arsenal and brotherhood of objectivity, the pale sissies will crawl back into their incestuous holes and meekly decry our unilateral destruction of our enemies. And how nice will that be – our enemies destroyed and the ninnies feasting in darkness upon their own rotten, vanquished souls.