Those Who Break Free Of Society’s Shackles Are Eliminated

Lazy Monday as I write this. The girl and I walked a few miles to along the beach, Los Angeles got hit by an absurd amount of fog, I made some french onion soup in the crockpot, and then we settled in to watch a couple of movies – The Giver and Divergent. Both movies had shockingly similar plot lines, and by pure coincidence these were the two we selected. Yes, spoilers are to come. Stop reading now and spare me the crying.


In any case, both movies tell the story of individuals who do not conform to society’s…standards, for lack of a better word. The average person is not one to be worried about. It is the people who cannot be controlled whom are the concern. For whom? Well, that depends on who you ask. I’m not one for conspiracy theories – I generally dislike the government, but I don’t think they are out to “get us”. I simply recognize that most humans love power. With power comes women, money, fame, and more.

It is the people who are most unlike everybody else in society who pose the largest threat to this power. Hence, in Hollywood plot lines, those people must be…eliminated.

Now, the real world isn’t quite so harsh – at least not at the level I currently reside in. Sure, maybe rich guys do hire assassins to kill other rich guys, but in my case, nobody is really worried about a little anonymous blogger who is generally pretty open about how he doesn’t like working an office job like every other Average Joe. They aren’t going to hunt me down and kill me for writing a book about how to bang sluts in San Diego or the best opening messages on OKCupid. Previous thoughts about the whole working in an office deal…

A fire got lit under my ass today.  I got passed up for a promotion I deserved.  It wasn’t because there was someone more qualified, it wasn’t because of my age.  It wasn’t for any of the usual reasons.  Instead, it was because another division of the company merged with my own division and therefore the spot got “filled”.  The people who took my spot won’t even be able to contribute for six months due a year due to other circumstances.

However, the way people look at you in society might as well be the death ray. That’s where the paths of The Giver and Divergent cross directly into Red Pill philosophies. The Giver revolves around a young boy living in a society where people are given daily injections; kind of like how so many young boys are put on medicine for their “ADD” issues. The injection takes away all of their emotions – fear, love, and jealousy. The world is literally, black and white. This young man, Jonas, is blessed (or cursed) with the responsibility of being “The Receiver” and is given access to all of mankind’s memories, including the above emotions. When he begins to share this with his friends and family, he is ordered killed.


Divergent is a little more extreme – in a post-war world there are five “factions” that make up the human race (the city appears to be a rebuilt Chicago). At the age of 16, children are given a test to see which faction they should belong to. The ones that don’t are called the “divergents”, and of course they are extremely dangerous…because they don’t conform. Very long story short (how this was a 2+ hour movie is beyond me), the divergents are eliminated, but the main character, who is a divergent herself, survives. Typical Hollywood, of course – with a 16 year old girl taking on an entire army practically by herself to escape. You goooooo gurrrl!

In any case, it takes a lot more than a dream to truly become free as an entrepreneur. You must survive the onslaught of the rest of the society too cowardly to break free.

It’s a script worthy of a Hollywood film.

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  • DeMedici says:

    Nice post, as always. (And you need to provide your recipe for French Onion soup – share with the world, my brother!) I have to admit that I haven’t seen either of these movies, for the simple reason that the concept bores me. On one level it’s all about transcendence – be yourself, resist authority, and after going all Jean Claude Van Damme on a bunch of faceless minions you too can have whatever your heart desires! But on another level they are also all about conformity. (Bear with me, here.)

    As a bit of an older Red Piller/MGTOWer I have the perspective of seeing long-term trends in western society, and one thing I noticed is the general trend of “being unique” standing in for personal development. From those school competitions where everyone gets an award and everyone is special (and we should all celebrate our differences or by God there will be HELL to pay!!!), both of these movies reinforce the idea of “individual conformity.” Both the pointless pretty-boy twink of _The Giver_ and the riot grrl of _Divergent_ represent the ultimate in Blue Pill belonging – be unique, be yourself, and reject conformity, and you can become God-like in your own world! And the prize is to be held up as a paragon of greatness, a transcendent Christ-like figure who unites all the special little snowflakes each promoting and displaying their own individuality.

    But that’s not how the real world works. Yes, individuality can and should be pursued… but at the end of the day, the structures and systems of whichever society to which you belong place limits. If one is TOO unique, TOO individual, then the group REJECTS the rebel, ostracizing the one who stands out TOO much. That is why these films ultimately are the epitome of Blue-Pill conformity – the hero/heroine rebels not against conformity but against someone ELSE’S conformity, ultimately “smashing the state” and replacing the existing paradigm with their own. You never see the “twenty years on” part in which our heroic twink/Jennifer Lawrence clone has become the establishment, battling against those who think that THEIR own particular brand of uniqueness is MUCH, MUCH more preferable to someone else’s brand! In my opinion these films are less about rebelling against conformity and more about “killing your parents” and replacing them. All we need is a twisted incest scene somewhere in the film and we’ll have a pure Oedipus/Electra complex.

    Ah, I guess I’m just too damn cynical for my own good. So let’s celebrate! Be unique, just like everyone else! And try to ignore the fact that, in the immortal words of Syndrome from _The Incredibles_, “When everyone is special… then no one is.”

  • Mr. B says:

    Both examples of art imitating life. An over exaggerated/extreme version of life, but an imitation nonetheless.

    A case in point is something I read the other day: http://www.spectator.co.uk/features/9376232/free-speech-is-so-last-century-todays-students-want-the-right-to-be-comfortable/

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