Curing "male feminism"
Mr. Kilstein discovered firsthand what happens when the revolution devours its own children - which always happens in any ideology not rooted in natural, therefore Divine, law. It does not matter where you look in history: every ideology ever founded on the impossible quest for complete equality between disparate groups, without exception, has turned on itself because its internal contradictions are not sustainable.
And make no mistake: Mr. Kilstein was unquestionably a true believer in the false gospel of Social Justice. Witness what happened when he went on a previous edition of Joe Rogan's podcast and got into a rather heated debate with the host about the nature and severity of rape.
The difference between Mr. Kilstein's purported version of events, and what actually happened, is vast. But this is to be expected from an SJW. After all, as it is written by our own Supreme Dark Lord (PBUH), they lie, they double down, and they project.
Yet, even for SJWs, there is hope. And that is what Mr. Kilstein represents.
You can see it in the truly immense change in demeanour and personality between the second video and the first above. In the second video, Jamie Kilstein embodies everything that the rest of us so loathe and despise in SJWs - the snarky and deeply unfunny sense of humour, the effeminate nasal voice devoid of all masculinity, the stooped and weak physique that makes an utter mockery of masculine strength, and the never-ending stream of lies and misinformation that comprises the sum total of an SJW's ability to "argue".
In the first video, by contrast, Mr. Kilstein is calmer, quieter, and clearly willing to take responsibility for the words of his mouth. His experience was clearly traumatic for him, but then it often takes severe and repeated beatings with a clue-bat before some of us wake up and realise what miserable excuses for men we really are.
Make no mistake, he still has a VERY long way to go - most reformed SJWs usually do, especially during the early days, by definition. His voice is still annoyingly nasal, revealing a likely severe lack of testosterone, and his physique still resembles a child's doll made with dry spaghetti sticks. However, both problems are easily resolved through hard exercise, the best of good eating, proper supplementation, and plenty of rest and fluids.
His speech patterns need a lot of work, of course. The infuriatingly American tendency to pause in such jarring fashion in mid-sentence and punctuate one's thoughts with useless filler words such as "like" - always used in an improper context, of course - is ever-present and makes listening to him a thoroughly grating and unpleasant experience.
But that, too, can be fixed with time and effort.
And, based on what we can see, Mr. Kilstein does know a thing or two about self-defence through active participation in martial arts. As I have written many times before, there is no faster or more effective way for a man to rediscover his masculine strength than within a brotherhood of like-minded men, bonded by blood and pain within the study of the martial sciences.
The lesson to take away here is that, no matter how far a man falls into the Satanic lies of the social justice movement, there is always hope for him. He has to make the choice to redeem himself, and the path to that redemption is incredibly hard and painful in many cases, but the journey itself is worth the effort.
There is worth in (almost) every man, except for the truly psychopathic and the genuinely evil. For those men, nothing can be done; they are human trash, and one way or another, they are bound for damnation.
The vast majority of men who follow them, however, are enslaved into unthinking compliance with an ideology that they may not necessary understand very well, because they have never put in the hard work of understanding themselves and their world.
It is on these men that we must focus our efforts. When they make the choice to come back to the light, of their own accord, then it is our duty to help them do so - subject to them earning our trust. As always, in such things, the rule must be: trust, but verify.