Wanglin Quits

Good luck, Andrew.

Daily Stormer:

“Hearing about boomers in their mid-life crises, and reading Bonfire of the Vanities in my late teens and seeing the details of it painted in a way only Tom Wolfe could, I dismissed the entire concept as ridiculous, as I couldn’t imagine ever needing a young mistress and a race car to relive a youth I never thought much of in the first place. As I entered middle age, I realized that the real midlife crisis is an analysis of what you’ve done and what you still have time to do, in order to have maxed out your potential. A catalog of vulgar news items peppered here and there with a few interesting essays (which were generally mediocre because I didn’t have the time or energy to edit them) is not the legacy I want. I’m very proud of the work, and don’t mean to demean it, but I believe I still have a few tricks up my sleeve.

The daily grind of running this site has taken a toll on my personal life. Exile is not hell, and my life is a lot more fun and exciting than most people’s, but the constant pressure has left my personal life in disarray. I don’t want to end up like Hunter S. Thompson, a brilliant writer who did all his best work in his thirties, then drank himself into oblivion before blowing his brains out in a shed on his farm. I have things I need to address, and I owe it to myself to find a better balance. …”

Daily Stormer:

“I was hoping to keep working on the news for a few more weeks and produce some kind of grand finale, but I’ve decided I’m too burned out and really don’t care much for grand finales anyway.

So, I’m officially quitting the daily news. Right now. This is now the Irregular Stormer …”

Daily Stormer:

“I also had a dream a few weeks ago about this hostel where people do sick sexual shit with each other, use each other up, and then they become plants that an old woman cares for. I fell in love with this beautiful girl, and she told me we would get married and live in a house with so many children, and grow old together, and then we fell asleep together and I woke up to a noise and peeked through a door to see her getting gang-banged in a candlelit room with pentagrams in it by men in animal masks. Then the next day, I realized she’d become a plant, and the old woman told me “don’t worry dear, I will see that she’s watered.” Then I drove away in an old VW Bug, and then looked down at my hands on the wheel to see they were turning brown and there were leaves beginning to grow from my flesh. I then realized that I hadn’t been watching the gang-bang, but actually participating in it. The meaning in this was more straightforward: people surrendering their souls to the desires of the flesh, the way we can give up the things that are sacred for fleeting indulgences, and we beings with eternal souls end up being nothing more than dust to go into the ground, feeding the plants, and that even having used ourselves up, our atomic structure goes back into the earth to create more life. But that is a bit grotesque, that one. Frankly, the one about the basement portal with my friend murdering all of these sweet innocent people was also pretty grotesque. …”

My work-life balance is great.

I’ve been married for 11 years now. I have two sons and a daughter who will be born in April. My eldest son is getting to the age where he is starting to take an interest in girls.

If you are reading this, I will just say that I think logging off or dialing it back and focusing on your personal life is the right decision. You should have done it years ago. When you close your laptop after churning out 70 articles a week, you should have a rich and fulfilling life to go back to. If you don’t do something about this problem, it is going to take a toll on your mental health as you get older.