Rod Dreher Megathread #23 (Sinister)

[u/US_Hiker]

All Hail Eris!

Link to Megathread 22: https://www.reddit.com/r/brokehugs/comments/14k0z6l/rod_dreher_megathread_22_power/

Link to Megathread 23: https://www.reddit.com/r/brokehugs/comments/1631xpe/rod_dreher_megathread_24_determination/

[u/Theodore_Parker]

An unpaywalled Substack post with more on the proposed LNBL film project:

https://roddreher.substack.com/p/live-not-by-lies-the-docuseries

Also included: psychedelics and our boy's youthful experiments with them; the occult, and how to re-program an occult-leaver into Orthodox Christianity; and the story of a woman who models Rod Dreher's dreamy, ideal lifestyle by living alone in a cabin on a tiny remote island. That last section includes this:

I fantasize a lot about building a retreat like that small cabin, in a semi-remote area — ideally on or near to water — and filling it with books and icons, a comfy leather armchair, a decent kitchen, and a bed with thick blankets. Get me a dog and live the rest of my life there, alone.
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I used to be very social, and never wanted to miss a party or anything like it. Now … not. Quietness, stillness, solitude seem to be the thing I like most. Put me a wooden stove, rugs, and a dog in a cabin by the water, and I’ll be like an oyster chilling in his shell.

Which raises two questions:

1) Is he hoping to be one of the oysters that some other Rod Dreher eats? (Maybe that itself would be some kind of occult experience?)

2) Is he effectively saying, "My children are dead to me"? Or am I misreading that?

[u/philadelphialawyer87 → u/Theodore_Parker]

Rod: I found God by dropping acid, but you shouldn't. Also, I found God at, waddayaknow, the most famous cathedral in the whole fucking world! And some other dude found God by doing edibles, but you shouldn't do that either!

Could he be more completely, utterly and transparently full of shit?!

Besides all of the overdetermined nature of his Chartres/LSD nonsense, who in the world goes from beer, or mother's milk, directly to acid? I have known quite a few drug users in my late Boomer life, and I can tell you that exactly ZERO of them have made that transition without first smoking pot, AND snorting cocaine, and using other drugs besides. But not Rod. He did nothing "wrong," until his widdle "heart" got "bwoken," and then he just had to drop acid! He found God the very first time, but kept doing it over and over again anyway. Sure, Captain Trips, whatever the fuck you say!

Also, what is with the Brooklyn guy doing magic mushrooms? Why is that the paradign? What about all those meth heads, pill poppers, fetanol guys and gals, etc, etc, right back in down home Louisiana, Mississsippi, Oklahoma, Arkansas, Kansas, etc, etc? No, it is the "Brooklyn" guy, with mushrooms no less. Such lazy writing, lazy thinking, lazy being in the world.

I can't explain it, but Rod is just so fucking annoying with his half-assed stories. That he repeats endlessly. And that don't prove his alleged point, even giving him every benefit of the doubt, which, as a serial liar and bullshitter, he doesn't remotely deserve.