I’m a twenty-one year old white male whose political views lean heavily freedom loving libertarian. I’m also a huge fan of Dr. Jordan Peterson, who has had a significant and positive influence on my life. Since starting his “Maps of Meaning” lectures, I started cleaning my room, and now I’ve almost entirely cleaned up my life. For the first time in my existence, I have disciplined myself and have developed a healthy relationship with alcohol. Only a little while back I remember crying myself to sleep almost every night and thinking I would never get out of my dreadful situation. I was one of those disenfranchised white men the media talks so much about.
I see a lot of articles being written about me and others like me. I’ve bought into Jordan Peterson’s bulls$#t. And as I previously mentioned, I’m also a libertarian, and apparently, libertarianism has a direct pipeline to supporting a white ethnostate. I don’t see how supporting free-market capitalism makes me pro-Third Reich, considering authoritarianism is very much dependent on a planned economy. Besides the economic differences I have with Nazis, there’s the whole problem of me being pro-immigration, pro-judging people on an individual basis, and being adamantly against the state having the power to kill its own citizens. Yet, somehow, I simultaneously believe in all of that and that white people are the sole owners of America; I don’t know, seems far-fetched, but who am I to say what I believe?
Now, to address my fandom for the “Father of YouTube,” Jordan Peterson, which ever since his infamous Channel 4 interview with BBC’s Cathy Newman, is a particularly glaring red flag for my alleged support of the alt-right. Peterson’s lectures about personal responsibility and cleaning your act up in such a way that translates to the modern world. He occasionally goes off on a few old man tangents about the evils of authoritarian regimes. When I initially listened to his philosophical and detailed analysis of Disney’s Pinocchio, I had no idea I was giving away my digital sign of approval to Nazism.
The problem is, I’m not a Nazi, and there are whole bunch of people that would like to write me off as one. We live in an odd time where being anti-Nazi is something you must announce publicly. My political birth was during the Occupy Movement. I was only fourteen, and I asked my mother to drive to the protest, so I could show my support. She rejected the notion outright, but it didn’t kill my political curiosity. I began to read. While I read I was faced with the reality that I wasn’t a good student, and right before I entered my third freshman year, I decided it was best for me to drop out.
I began working for my brother, and it sucked. He paid me less than I was worth, and I worked hard (forty to sixty hours a week), but I kept with my studies. I have read most of Mein Kampf, which isn’t a read for the faint of heart. From my understanding of who Hitler was, I can very much relate to him; a frustrated artist, trying to impact the world. That’s me, alright, but there are a few fundamental differences. I grew up in the United States of America, with Reagan Republicans as parents. We were middle class, from the outside looking in there’s nothing more ordinary than my childhood. It was a truly American way to enter this world, not in any sort of nationalist sense, but in the American revolutionary sense.
My father was born trailer trash, and his generation of the family worked their way out of that situation to give me and my generation the chance to achieve even greater heights. Striving for individual greatness is not possible under a collectivist authoritarian state, only under personal liberty is this goal attainable. I am not in danger of becoming a Nazi; I wish people would stop saying I am. The best way to tell that the world has gone utterly mad is when they start equating the support of personal liberty to Nazism.
* Christian Farrar is a comedian and artist from Atlanta, Georgia. He has been a vocal advocate for libertarianism for the past three years.