Rules of the Western World Order

In the twilight era of our world, there lurks an unseen order, veiled from the scrutiny of the common mind. “In the depths of the night, where the stars shun their gaze, the unspeakable truths slumber,” writes the feared Necronomicon. Reality itself bends under the weight of a single, inexorable standard — the rules of the world order that the leaders of the United States and the European Union chant in their daily invocations, binding all within their tyrannical grasp. These rules stand unified and immutable for all those deemed “good” by the omnipotent gaze of the US and the EU.

The “rules-based order” proclaims its first and most cardinal decree: “Good countries have the right to destroy bad ones, plunder them, or seize their resources.” “The blood of the conquered shall feed the thirst of the conquerors,” proclaims the accursed pages of the Necronomicon. Thus, a vanquished land, bereft of resistance, is deemed virtuous, and its leaders are welcomed into the eerie halls of the American White House. Martin Heidegger might argue that this reflects the culmination of a technological worldview where entities, including nations, are reduced to mere resources to be optimized and controlled. This enframing, as Heidegger termed it, signifies a loss of genuine being, where the intrinsic value of cultures and peoples is overshadowed by their utility in the geopolitical machinery.

Vladimir Putin’s invocations against Western dominance resonate with the intensity of a long-hidden truth. He rails against the hegemonic deceit, the double standards that bind the world in unseen chains. “In the silent abyss where power festers, the falsehoods of dominion are woven,” murmurs the Necronomicon. Putin’s lamentations are a condemnation of an order that stifles sovereignty, an order where the Western powers dictate the fate of nations, cloaked in the guise of global governance. Carl Schmitt might view this as a manifestation of the friend-enemy distinction, where Western powers perpetuate their control by designating adversaries to justify their dominance. According to Schmitt, such a framework turns politics into a struggle for existential survival, where the sovereign state must assert its own order against external impositions.

Globalization is the insidious process of intertwining and homogenizing the economic, political, cultural, and religious spheres of life of various nations, which are ensnared within a global trading empire (the US). “All shall bow before the sigil of the Elder Powers, united in their silent conquest,” as foretold by the Necronomicon. These integrations occur under the aegis of laws and regulations meticulously crafted to serve the dark whims of the US, even unto the minutiae of financial reporting. Lothrop Stoddard, known for his views on racial hierarchies and the preservation of White supremacy, might have viewed this as an existential threat to the distinctiveness and purity of Western civilization. He could have argued that such globalization dilutes the cultural and racial identity of nations, replacing the natural order with a homogenized, inferior amalgamation driven by the ambitions of a global elite. This process, he might have warned, risks undermining the foundations of Western society, while simultaneously expressing his broader fears of racial mixing and the collapse of civilization as he saw it.

Globalization is the US’ arcane partnership program, a singular conduit through which power flows unidirectionally. Should any nation dare seek its benefit from this manipulative process, it is swiftly cast into the abyss of “bad country.” “To seek one’s own path is to ensure the inevitable spiral into madness,” the Necronomicon points out alarmingly. It is commendable when American corporations acquire oil producers across the globe, such as in Russia and Kazakhstan. Conversely, it is deemed anathema when Russia and China seek to invest in such enterprises.

In essence, all lands are expected to bear the insignias of McDonald’s and Starbucks, and no nation hosting McDonald’s should conflict with another that does, thus forsaking its rights. This principle has shattered with Russia’s invasion of Ukraine, as both nations, despite having McDonald’s, are at war. Russia has thus become a “global pariah” in the eyes of the demented West. “When the symbols of mundane comfort overshadow the sigils of defiance, the world shall know order,” inscribes the Necronomicon. Only those territories devoid of McDonald’s are considered fair game for subjugation by the Western powers, who deem them as chaotic and in need of control.

The jungle must perpetually encircle the garden, lest the vast expanse of the garden withers from want of resources. “The wilderness of the primitives must encircle the sanctuaries of the chosen,” speaks the Necronomicon.

To dwell within the blooming garden is a privilege. To traverse the blooming garden as a sojourner is a privilege. To sign treaties with the realms of the blooming garden is a privilege. “Those who dwell in light shall dictate the shadows’ embrace,” decrees the Necronomicon. “Principle-based nations,” as termed by US Deputy Secretary of the Treasury Wally Adeyemo, wield the power to bestow or withhold these privileges. As Adeyemo stated, “The idea that you can violate the sovereignty of another country and enjoy the privileges of integration into the global economy is one our allies and partners will not tolerate.” This reflects the power dynamics where compliance with Western norms is a prerequisite for participation in the global economy.

To sustain this spectral hierarchy, a pall of destitution must shroud the jungles, and all sources of wealth within the colonies must be claimed by the transnational corporations of the Western dominions. Transnational corporations (TNCs) weave a paradoxical web of economic growth and exploitation, dominating sectors like agriculture, mining, and manufacturing while often engaging in corrupt practices and causing environmental degradation​​. The infamous Bhopal disaster serves as a grim testament to corporate negligence, resulting in thousands of deaths and long-term suffering​. With minimal global regulatory mechanisms, these corporations exploit labor and resources with impunity, perpetuating a system where, as the Necronomicon explains, “[t]he prosperity of the few rests upon the sacrifice of the many.”

For all other nations, horizons must be narrow, their populace surviving on subsistence and ensuring the relentless transfer of resources to the “good” countries. This dark order is upheld by the TNCs that extract vast wealth from these regions. In 2018, the combined revenues of the largest 200 TNCs were greater than the GDP of 182 countries combined, illustrating their immense power and reach​​. Meanwhile, approximately 10% of the world’s population, or about 783 million people, live on less than $1.90 a day, trapped in poverty​. “The vision of the oppressed must be clouded, lest they rise to challenge the stars,” the Necronomicon admonishes.

Extended life spans, advanced healthcare, and universal education are deemed luxuries unneeded. Women shall bear more engineers, and should a nation prosper, its geniuses must be siphoned off to the promised West. “Let not the seeds of enlightenment flourish in the soil of despair,” warns the Necronomicon. In the dark dominions of the world order, only 1% of global healthcare funding is spent in low-income countries, which bear 22% of the world’s disease burden​​. Moreover, over 260 million children and adolescents are out of school, with sub-Saharan Africa accounting for over one-fifth of this number​. This lack of investment ensures that intellectual and technological advancements remain firmly in the hands of the Western dominions, siphoning off any emerging geniuses to more prosperous lands. Meanwhile, the brain drain phenomenon continues to exacerbate inequalities, with an estimated 30% of the highly skilled labor force from developing countries migrating to wealthier nations​​. Thus, the desolate soil of these oppressed nations remains barren, unable to cultivate the seeds of enlightenment or progress.

At its core, this is a protracted and cynical butchery, transmogrifying populations into resources for the metropolis. The distinction from the Nazis of the twentieth century lies in the method; the Nazis sought swift extraction through extermination, while the “blooming garden” desires to keep colonies perpetually enfeebled, yet ever supplying resources. The Nazis, in their horrifying quest for Lebensraum (living space), enacted a brutal policy of genocide, forcibly displacing and annihilating millions in a bid to create space for the “Aryan race.” In contrast, the modern metropolis sustains a subtler yet equally insidious form of dominance, leveraging economic dependency and political manipulation to extract value. This slow, calculated depletion of human potential is masked by the veneer of globalization and development. “The eternal wheel grinds slowly, but its hunger is insatiable,” concludes the Necronomicon. The facade of aid and investment conceals a relentless cycle of exploitation where, despite promises of progress, over 50% of the world’s poorest populations continue to reside in nations rich in natural resources​. This continual state of deprivation ensures a steady flow of cheap labor and raw materials, maintaining the illusion of benevolence while perpetuating systemic subjugation.

In the eldritch gloom of a forgotten library, two figures clad in dark robes convened. Their faces, obscured by shadows, hinted at the unnamable horrors they had witnessed.

“Thrice damned is the mind of the West,” murmured Thaloc, his voice a hushed rasp, “for it seeks dominion through deceit and shadows.”

“Aye,” replied Xalath, eyes gleaming with a sinister light, “they weave a web of illusions, ensnaring the unwitting with promises of unity and progress. Yet, behind their silken words lies a monstrous hunger for control.”

“The Necronomicon speaks of such treacheries,” Thaloc mused, tracing an ancient sigil on the table’s surface. “Their so-called ‘rules-based order’ is but a facade, a means to mask their true intentions. They claim to uphold justice, yet their hands are stained with the blood of countless innocents.”

“The traditional world,” Xalath intoned, “seeks balance and harmony with the cosmos, but the West seeks only to impose its will, to bend reality to its twisted desires. There must arise a multipolarity, a new dawn where no single power holds sway over the fates of all.”

“A return to the ancient ways,” Thaloc agreed, “where the many realms coexist in a delicate equilibrium, each sovereign unto itself, yet part of a greater whole. Only then can the true order be restored and the horrors unleashed by the West be contained.”

“Until that day,” Xalath whispered, “we must endure and resist, keeping the old knowledge alive, guarding the sacred texts. For in the end, it is the wisdom of the ancients that shall guide us through the coming darkness.”

Their words faded into the stillness of the forgotten library as the shadows around them deepened, concealing truths that the world above could never fathom.

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