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Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Vox Popoli: Let it go to Hell (How often do we think it's good as long as it's Disney?)

As I've told my children, Let It Go is an expression of pure Crowleyian evil; it doesn't even rise to the less evil version of W. Somerset Maugham, as there is no due regard for civic mores. Dalrock and his readers have noticed too:

Anonymous Reader notes that Let it go is well loved by modern Christians:

I have not yet encountered a single churchgoing person in my social circle who has a problem with “Frozen” the movie or with “Let it go” the song. Not one. That includes a couple of families that are part of leadership. Pointing out the “no rules” part is like describing the color “purple” to someone who is blind. They literally can’t see anything wrong – perhaps because “It’s DISNEY” or something. I’ve gotten blank stares from people over 40 but also parents under 30. It’s bizarre.


I don’t think the messenger makes the message palatable.  It is the message itself that is loved.  Women and girls learning how to throw off all rules and inhibition is core to our new morality.  The song isn’t loved as a guilty pleasure;  it is loved as a bold moral declaration.  Stop trying to be a good girl and learn to worship yourself is a moral exhortation.  As Vox pointed out in The devil that is Disney:


Disney is run by literal satanists preaching Alastair Crowley’s “do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law” to children. They are one of the primary engine’s of the West’s degeneracy and decline. It is not an accident that everything they touch, in every industry, turns into morally radioactive slime.

Children, including Christian children, understand this best of all.  They know what their parents worship, what their parents see as righteous (even if their parents fall short of living the ideal).  They know that Frozen and Let It Go is a morality tale that teaches them about our most sacred beliefs.

Perhaps the concept is a little easier to grasp when it isn't a pretty cartoon character warbling, but Leo Moracchioli doing what is a more aesthetically honest version of the song. The only thing that would really improve upon the song is a video full of tattooed strippers on poles doing drugs that ends with snow falling upon a grave with a woman's name and dates indicating that she died in her 20s.


Leo is now my favorite band. His covers are awesome. I love his version of Africa. And the six - SIX! - guitar solos in his Californication are simply epic. All six are great and fit perfectly within the song somehow, but Scallon's solo on the eight-string is my favorite just for how he delivers it, expressionless, on an escalator. It reminded me a little of 808 State playing First Avenue with their backs to the crowd for the entire show. That transcended the very concept of cool.

One thing I will say for YouTube: it has totally transformed the way young guitarists learn to play their instruments. It is ASTONISHING how good they are.

UPDATE: Wow. That is all. Just wow.