Gwen Walz and the Enemy Within

June Cleaver and "Minnesota Nice," Demented and Weaponized

In many ways, the defeat of Kamala Harris, more particularly the Kamala-Walz campaign, demonstrates the real-life application of addition by subtraction, with many just as elated by what Trump’s historic comeback victory subtracts or removes as what his victory may add or bring. The myriad images of Kamala Harris cackling and clapping her hands are an excellent avatar or symbol of addition by subtraction in action, as the United States and the world was spared four years of that level of inanity. Removing the prospect of Harris nominating replacements for either Clarence Thomas, 78, or Samuel Alito, 74 in the Supreme Court is far more pressing, but not nearly talked about enough.  That running mate of hers, Tim Walz, has also, for the time being, been relegated back to the local spotlight as governor of Minnesota, so that only those in Minnesota have to be reminded of him, and what he stands for, on a daily basis. It is terrible that a man like that is in a position of power in Minnesota, or that many white Minnesotans, many of whom are of Nordic and German ancestry, are so indoctrinated to elect, let alone tolerate, someone so pernicious as Tim Walz, who was, at the very least, complicit in the Black Lives Matter riots which first kicked off in Minneapolis. The issue of Tim Walz, or really rather the couple of Tim and Gwen Walz, has been brought into renewed focus with this bizarre clip from an appearance she made in the wake of the Trump’s presidential victory over Harris-Walz.

Much has been written about Gwen, including how she opened the windows to get a whiff of people’s businesses, property, and livelihoods burning during the St George riots. Her bizarre mannerisms, let alone the substantive content of such utterances, are quite suggestive of mental illness.  Going beyond that, however, Gwen is yet another avatar of how large numbers of white women have been weaponized against their own people and civilization, not just now but through several generations. That process started, in earnest, with the boomer generation, with their pot-smoking, abject promiscuity, and all-around hippie bullshit. Gwen is not a boomer however. Born in 1966, she graduated in either the class of 1983 or 84, in other words she is a Gen Xer, although on the very periphery of what most regard as Generation X. Much if not all of her persona lacks that rebellious or cynical air that typifies many Generation Xers. Indeed, much about her is a sort of demented perversion of what once was middle America. Her given name—Gwen—evokes the quintessence of white womanhood in a way few other names do, even evoking romantic sentiments of Medieval England (it is in fact originally a Welsh name). She comes from a Lutheran background. Before becoming first lady of Minnesota, she was an English teacher and later school administrator. Later, she was part of an effort to help recruit and train East Africa migrants to be teachers.  In this way, she is further proof as to the state of education, particularly English and the language arts.  Reasonably trim for her age, her gestalt evokes something maternal and wifely, a nice suburban white woman, that English teacher who won multiple “teacher of the year awards” or the innocuous, sickly sweet and wholly disingenuous middle-aged white lady who volunteers at church.  There is also more than a tinge of “Minnesota nice” in many of her mannerisms, as if she is a living caricature that could have been taken whole cloth from the script of the classic film Fargo. Consider this seemingly innocuous video of her baking cookies, with many throwbacks to the June Cleaver archetype that once pervaded middle class American life.

Given how the leftist policies she and those of her ilk support all but destroy the family unit and pit the sexes against each other, it is quite remarkable that she, and those like her, would have the gall to tap into such sentiments, replete with talking about her grandmother while meandering about in a lavish kitchen that increasingly few can afford; one supposes it was filmed in the governor’s mansion in St. Paul, Minnesota.

But behind that veneer is madness, crazed delirium, as seen in the “open windows” moment or the short clip alluded to in the beginning of this essay. This twisted perversion of the archetypal American housewife is somewhat reminiscent of an obscure B movie, Mother’s Day (2010), in which Rebecca de Mornay plays a sick and twisted matriarch of a family of deranged killers, a character only known as “Mother.”  The demented matriarch, played with aplomb by De Mornay, carries herself with many of the same bourgeois sensibilities and mannerisms epitomized by Gwen Walz, signified most immediately by conservative dress fitting a housewife or church lady, , juxtaposed by abject psychopathy and sadism revealed throughout the film. In one scene, she reverts from such psychopathy to admonishing one of the captives for not serving ice cream with that certain trick that “makes a nice, round scoop; the kid’s love that!”

Of course, as is always the case, and has been and will be a consistent theme throughout this author’s writing, very little is particular to Gwen Walz, née Whipple as an individual. The pathologies she represents are part of larger, sociological and cultural trends. She represents a strong contingent in one generation of white women among successive generations that have been weaponized against their own people and civilization. This weaponization is the inevitable result of the cultural milieu and society that has been allowed to flourish through the decades. That she was an English teacher—in Nebraska, no less— is hardly surprising, but should fill everyone who cares about literature, language, and culture with absolute consternation.  The process of ndoctrinating succeeding generations continues, seemingly unabated.  That process will continue until a critical mass of radicals see and discern the problem of Gwen Walz as a sociological, cultural phenomenon, and devise and implement strategies that deal with these existential threats with according severity.