What is poisoning us? What makes us feel so unfulfilled with modern society?
What if the true poison is the regimentation that civilization itself requires? What if ideology cannot save us from becoming a cog in an ever expanding machine? It's a trade off that's worth it, you say? We get prosperity and certainty in return for giving up our will to act to a master planner coordinating the collective. If that's all well and good then why are you so unhappy? Why do you post night after night dreaming of violently overthrowing the prevailing order?
To install a new order free of Jews, you cry! At least that would be an order in which people more like me are "running" the collective. I might be a bacterium in a jar running out of space for life, but at least I'm with my strain, you say. At least I don't exprience a Jewish cherry of misery on top of the whole cake.
I think differently. I think the kind of person you are as an emotional being was drawn to the idea of violent upheaval and revolution, because it is the upheaval and revolution itself that is exciting. Everything else is just a proxy, the ideology itself being an ad-hoc justification to allow you to live with yourself.
People from all over the political spectrum behave this way. How many communists spend a long time planning out exactly how they will organize the economy, and then how much is organization, and how much is dreaming of red banners and worker's fists raised into the air in defiance of their bourgeois oppressors?
How many nationalists? We seem to think that simple principles and traditions will allow things to click into place once we have purged our race of aberrations and polluters, and indeed the right has historical backing. However, much the same as the ardent fanatical leftist that is not what attracts him to the movement in the first place. What attracts him is movement, action, strength, banners, heroism, vitality, and the stahlhelm clad perfected man purging the land of sickly degenerates! It's the memes, stupid!
Revolutionaries from the far left and right - bitter enemies - share this kind of psychology, a human psychology. It is the desire for action and revolt in of itself that drives us, choosing left or right based on aesthetic concerns cloaked with rhetoric.
But once you've won, what happens then? Are you content to settle down into a hohum life, much like the one you are living now? That feeling that brought you to an extreme political movement won't be so easily tamed. The lion still roars inside. And so, commies purge commies and nazis purge nazis, ever aiming to continue the struggle for struggles sake, because life itself is struggle. A man in a jar all connected with wires, unconscious but in perfect health is not alive. To feel alive we need a process by which we enact our will. No sooner have we achieved our goals then we slowly settle into mundanity and dream yet more dreams of conquest.
One important difference across politics is that fascists understand this view of life intuitively, and invoke it in the idea of heroic vitalism and disdain for stasis. "Inactivity is death" Mussolini would say. And yet, in the next breath, the movement would proclaim "Long live death!"
We are fated to die by the Gods, so only by acting can we live. To stop and settle into stasis is to risk being struck down by a thunderbolt. If we are to die, then why not die gloriously and full of joy for life? Heroic vitalism goes hand in hand with fatalism.
Yet the problem is that Fascists and the related National-Socialists have an air of disconnect or even schizophrenia about what drives them. The 1000 year Reich would be a dreary conservatism if it wasn't for the process of achieving it. It is the genesis of the Reich, the expansion of the Reich, not the mere fact of a Reich that makes men's hearts pump with blood.
The extreme right never fully embraced their own rhetoric and the obvious implications lurking underneath. The truth remains just out of reach. The rhetoric still cloaks and lies.