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The Nerd Reich: How Evil Tech Fascists Are Trying To Take Over the World

Posted on by Jeppe Kleijngeld

Silicon Valley has long had something of a hippie image, epitomized by legendary figures like Steve Jobs, as the crucible of global tech innovation. Historically, its political engagement, when it existed, leaned Democratic. In recent years, however, the region has taken a dark turn, though authoritarian undercurrents have always simmered beneath the surface.

In his new book, ‘The Nerd Reich’, journalist Gil Duran exposes a chilling reality: the world’s most powerful tech billionaires – Peter Thiel, Elon Musk, Balaji Srinivasan, and their allies – are not just building companies: they are waging a deliberate, ideological war against democracy itself, replacing it with a vision of corporate authoritarianism where the rich rule unchallenged. And with J.D. Vance, Thiel’s handpicked protégé, now a heartbeat away from the presidency, their ideas are no longer fringe – they are policy.

Duran’s book is a meticulously sourced account of how Silicon Valley’s elite have radicalized against democracy, using their wealth, influence, and technological might to reshape government in their image.

The Ideology: What is Tech Fascism?

Duran defines tech fascism as a modern iteration of classic fascism: “It’s a cult of grievance and self-victimization that seeks to return to a mythical greatness by purging its demonized enemies – whether they be the poor, the left, or democratic institutions – to impose a permanent hierarchical structure on the world.”

This ideology didn’t emerge overnight. It has roots in libertarian thought from the 1980s and 1990s, but as Duran explains, these billionaires were never true libertarians.

Now that they are the government (or at least its most influential backers), their true colors show: they are extreme fascists and authoritarians.

The intellectual foundation for this movement is James Dale Davidson and Lord William Rees-Mogg’s 1997 book, ‘The Sovereign Individual’, which Peter Thiel has long championed. The book predicted that technology, especially cybercurrency (what we now call crypto), would overthrow democracy in the 21st century.

Thiel, a Stanford-educated lawyer who made his fortune in Silicon Valley’s late-1990s boom, has spent decades pushing this vision. Peter Thiel is the central character in Duran’s book, not just as a billionaire, but as the architect of a political movement. His influence extends far beyond PayPal and Palantir.

Significantly, he bankrolled J.D. Vance’s entire career, from his stint as a Silicon Valley venture capitalist to his Senate run. “Vance is almost entirely a creation of Thiel”, Duran writes.

He shaped Vance’s worldview. In 2011, Thiel gave a speech at Yale Law School that Vance later called “one of the most significant moments of his life.” Thiel convinced Vance to abandon law and become a venture capitalist and at every step since, Thiel has molded him into a political force.

He funded a network of extremists. At least 16 Thiel-connected figures served in the Trump administration, embedding his ideology into policy.

But Thiel’s most chilling contribution is Palantir, the surveillance giant he co-founded. Named after the all-seeing stone from The Lord of the Rings, Palantir is not just a tech company – it’s a cornerstone of the emerging authoritarian state. Embedded in U.S. military, intelligence, and ICE operations, it enables mass surveillance. Created with CIA investment, yet its leaders openly push anti-democratic ideas.

“It boggles my mind that you can say the most anti-American, anti-democratic things and still be a billionaire off government contracts”, said Duran in a recent interview.


Peter Thiel in South Park

Curtis Yarvin: The Philosopher of Corporate Dictatorship

If Thiel is the puppet master, Curtis Yarvin is the theorist. His writings – once dismissed as fringe – are now shaping policy.

Yarvin’s most infamous idea is ‘Patchwork’. He argues that nation-states are obsolete and should be replaced by corporate fiefdoms – autocratic ‘network states’ where billionaires rule as dictators over their own citizens.

His proposals are shockingly extreme:

● Purge the federal government of anyone who resists the dictator’s orders (Yarvin called this ‘RAGE’ Retire All Government Employees. That’s pretty close to DOGE – the Elon Musk led hatchet job to the American government).

● Eliminate international aid programs (The Trump administration did exactly this, with USAID cuts that Duran calls “a targeted hit delivered against the poorest people in the world by the richest man in the world”).

● Adopt ‘pretorian diplomacy’ – a military-first foreign policy.

● Deal with the poor by turning them into biodiesel to fuel city buses (Yarvin later claimed this was a joke, but added that what the poor really need is “a humane alternative to genocide”).

Yarvin’s influence is not theoretical. In 2021, J.D. Vance openly cited him on a conservative podcast, arguing that the left’s institutions should be “seized and turned against the left” as part of a “deep deinstitutionification program.”

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The Central Role of Crypto

Balaji Srinivasan, a former Coinbase CTO, is the evangelist of the ‘network state’: a vision where tech billionaires create their own countries, free from democratic oversight.

His ideas are gaining traction: Kazakhstan is now building a ‘crypto megacity’ based on these principles. Trump himself tried to establish ‘freedom zones’ in the EU – autonomous territories where billionaires could make their own rules. Media coverage of these efforts, Duran notes, never explained what ‘freedom zones’ actually were, because they stem from this radical Silicon Valley ideology.

The network state cult envisions a world where billionaires can flee to their own private nations when democracy becomes too inconvenient. As Duran warns: “They’re investing in escape routes for when their prophesied apocalyptic collapse of democratic states happens.”

Originally, crypto was seen by cypherpunks as a way to escape democracy, rules, and law. Today, it’s a tool of mass corruption. The crypto industry is now the biggest spender in U.S. politics, holding politicians hostage by threatening to spend millions against anyone who opposes them.

Trump’s family is cashing in. From bitcoin mining to coin scams (including Melania Trump’s own crypto scheme), the Trumps have fully embraced the industry – despite Trump once calling crypto a “scam against the dollar.”

Duran calls this a “crypto banana republic” – where oligarchs use fake digital currency to undermine government authority. Crypto used to be a useful tool for drug dealing, human trafficking, gambling, and crime. Now it’s being used to break the country in half.

And the corruption is staggering. A Trump-appointed bank regulator recently granted conditional approval for a Trump family crypto business to establish a bank charter – a move Duran describes as “a bank of mass corruption.”

Elon Musk: The Crypto Fascist

Musk, once a self-proclaimed “free speech absolutist”, has fully embraced the authoritarian turn. He bought Twitter (now X) and banned critics, including Duran himself, who was suspended for calling Palantir’s manifesto “fascist”.

He stood behind the presidential seal at a Trump event and threw a Hitler salute. He pivoted from calling crypto a “scam” to becoming a “crypto bro-in-chief.” The Trump family, Duran reports, made 5 billion dollars from crypto schemes, though volatile markets have since reduced that to about 1.2 billion dollars.

Musk’s realignment with Trump is no accident. As Duran puts it: “These guys – Musk, Thiel, David Sacks – are immigrants who came to America, became wildly successful, and now feel it’s not enough. They’re full of anger. And with Trump, they see an opportunity to remake the country in their own image.”

Now, with Vance as Trump’s Vice President, Silicon Valley has one of their own in the White House – a man who has openly embraced Yarvin’s extremist ideas and who, as Duran warns, holds “personally anti-American” views.

The Resistance: Is Anyone Fighting Back?

The good news is that there is resistance. Communities across America are opposing data centers – the physical infrastructure of the surveillance state.

Some politicians are speaking out, though Duran argues not enough. Journalists like Duran himself are exposing the movement, despite censorship and harassment.

But the bad news? The resistance is fragmented. Democrats are afraid to directly challenge tech billionaires, instead repeating “innovation” talking points.

Republicans are fully aligned with the Nerd Reich’s agenda. The media often fails to connect the dots, treating these ideas as eccentric rather than dangerous. “Silicon Valley is no longer about innovation. Silicon Valley is about fascism and a race to control the future.”

After years of studying these figures, what keeps Duran up at night? “That you can be as anti-American and anti-democratic as Peter Thiel and still be a government contractor with CIA investment. That you can smoke the most anti-democratic dope in the world and still profit from the intelligence infrastructure of the United States.”

Duran’s book is not just a warning – it’s a call to action. We don’t have to accept a future where billionaires rule as dictators. We can reject the dystopian vision being imposed on us.

The tech fascists are now fully entrenched in authoritarianism, they are prepared to go all the way and they are moving at breakneck speed to destroy democracy once and for all.

Reading Duran’s book makes it clear: these tech demons have to be completely destroyed if we are ever to be fully free again.

SOURCE:
“The Nerd Reich”: Author Gil Durán on Big Tech Fascism, Peter Thiel, JD Vance & the War on Democracy

The Crises of Our Lifetime

Posted on by Jeppe Kleijngeld

2026 marked another record year for heat, confirming that the age of climate change is fully upon us. We saw it coming but quietly hoped the effects might not be as severe as predicted. Yet, as it turns out, climate scientists were painfully accurate in their warnings. They also outlined solutions, but those calls to action were largely ignored by those in power.

Then there’s the exponential rise of AI. Experts continue to warn us: its progress is staggering. Of course, some of that is marketing hype, but no one disputes that its impact on jobs and the economy will be profound. The problem? No one knows exactly what that impact will look like. A decade ago, few could have imagined AI chatbots capable of answering almost any question in the world.

So, with these monumental crises looming, it’s reassuring to know we have leaders who prioritize our best interests, right? Not quite. The United States is no longer considered a democracy by standard definitions. Meanwhile, oligarchs – some of them like Musk gone fully insane and evil – are betting on democracy’s collapse and the permanent establishment of an oligarchy – one where they consolidate even more power and wealth.

Their vehicle for this is Donald Trump and the Republican Party, who have abandoned any pretense of working toward a better society for Americans. Instead, they serve corporate interests, the state of Israel, and the billionaire class.

Are the Democrats any better? Unfortunately, the current leadership leaves much to be desired. They still refuse to acknowledge that the political donor system is destroying their country and continue to rake in the stinking corporate and billionaire dollars. Policy is for sale in America with both the Democrats and the Republicans. However, a new wave of Democratic Socialists, including figures like New York Mayor Zohran Mamdani, is gaining momentum.

November will be a pivotal month for America and the world. If Democrats can reclaim the House and the Senate, they could halt many of Trump’s most extreme actions and impulses. Better yet, they could begin investigating and subpoenaing the Trump regime for its corruption and its many horrific crimes.

My bet is that Trump’s loss in November will be overwhelming and the Democrats will gain control of the House and probably even the Senate. But here’s the real concern: What will the Democrats do next? We already know what Trump and the Republicans will do: they’ll deny the Democrats’ victory and obstruct them at every turn. The uncertainty lies in how the Democrats will wield their power afterward.

If they continue with their usual middle-of-the-road approach, we’re in serious trouble. The people will grow even more desperate, and we’ll still lack the leadership needed to confront the defining challenges of our time. To defeat the oligarchs, we need the largest pro-democracy movement in history – one that can install and sustain the leadership required to guide us through these dark times.

There are glimmers of hope: in Hungary with the defeat of Orban, in New York with Mamdani, and now in Michigan, where progressive Abdul El-Sayed won the Democratic primary. America will have a revolution. The question is whether it will be an oligarchic one or a return to democracy. Time will tell.

Half a Shot at Redemption

Posted on by Jeppe Kleijngeld

A Sci-Fai Short Story

The saloon doors of The Rusty Spur creaked shut behind Jason Terry as he stepped into the dust-choked street, his revolver holstered low. The air smelled of gunpowder and regret. He had one destination: the Iron Trigger Showdown, the fastest-draw tournament west of the Mississippi. One problem: Jason wasn’t just there to compete. He was there to prove something—to himself, to the ghost of his pa, to the whiskey-soaked memories of every draw he’d ever lost.

He hadn’t gone twenty miles out of town when the stranger appeared. Leaning against a sun-bleached post, hat tipped just enough to hide whatever passed for eyes, the figure looked like any other drifter—except for the way the light bent around him, like heat off a desert mirage. His duster was too clean, his boots too quiet in the dirt.

“You got the look of a man riding toward something he ain’t ready for,” the stranger said. His voice was smooth, like oil on a freshly sharpened blade.

Jason’s hand twitched toward his Colt. “Who the hell are you?”

“Name’s Joe.” The stranger pushed off the post and stepped into the light. His face was all sharp angles, skin too perfect, like polished metal under a layer of dust.

“And you, Jason Terry, are riding toward a 97% chance of dying before sundown tomorrow.”

Jason’s fingers froze. “You calling me a liar or a fool?”

“Neither.” Joe tilted his head. “Just stating facts. You’re fast. Not Blaine Rodgers fast.”

The name hung between them like a noose. Blaine Rodgers—the undefeated, the untouchable. The man who’d put a bullet in his pa’s chest in a “fair draw” that had lasted less time than it took to blink. The man who’d laughed as Jason’s father bled out in the dirt, saying, “Should’ve practiced more, boy.”

“Against him, you got a 3% chance of walking away. Want me to break it down?”

Joe tilted his head. The movement was too smooth, too mechanical. “I know you’re 0.23 seconds too slow on the draw. I know you hesitate when you aim, because you’re afraid of missing. I know Blaine Rodgers has killed eighteen men in duels, and he has wounded dozens more. Your father was the only one who ever came close to beating him. I know you’ve been drinking too much, sleeping too little, and your hands shake when you think about the showdown four days from now.”

He paused. “I also know you didn’t come here to win. You came here to die.”

Jason’s throat went dry. “Who—what—are you?”

“A calculation.” Joe swung down from his horse. “And right now, I’m calculating that you’re going to throw your life away for revenge. Unless you let me help you.”

“Help me how?”

“By making you faster than a man.”

Joe didn’t explain where he came from, or why he was here. He just knew things—like how to break down Jason’s draw into a hundred tiny movements, each one shaved down to perfection. He made Jason practice until his fingers bled, until his arm screamed, until he could draw and fire before his mind even caught up. They worked with weights, with wires, with mirrors that showed Jason his own flaws in cruel detail.

“You’re not just slow,” Joe said on the second night, as Jason collapsed by the fire, his muscles screaming. “You’re thinking. Blaine doesn’t think. He reacts. You want to beat him? You gotta stop being human.”

“I ain’t no machine,” Jason snapped.

“No.” Joe’s voice was empty of judgment. “But you can be better.”

By the third day, Jason’s shots were cleaner. His draw was sharper. His aim was true.

“Now you’re at 17%,” Joe said.

Jason wiped sweat from his brow. “That all?”

“It’s enough.”

The tournament was a circus of death. Blaine Rodgers stood at the center of the ring, his reputation preceding him like a shadow. He’d already killed one man that morning—a hotheaded kid from Texas who’d thought he could make a name for himself. The crowd roared as Blaine holstered his smoking revolver, his grin wide as the devil’s.

Jason’s stomach twisted when he stepped into the ring. Blaine’s eyes locked onto him, and that same smirk from five years ago spread across his face. “Well, well. If it ain’t little Terry, all grown up.” He drew his revolver and spun it on his finger. “Your pa sent you to avenge him?”

The referee raised his hand. “Gentlemen. On my mark—”

Jason’s mind went blank. No hesitation. No fear. Just the weight of his Colt, the tension in his fingers, the memory of his father’s blood in the dirt.

The referee’s hand dropped.

Jason moved.

His shot took Blaine in the chest before the champion’s gun had even cleared leather. The crowd gasped. Blaine staggered, his eyes wide with something almost like surprise. He looked down at the spreading red stain on his shirt, then back up at Jason.

“How?,” Blaine wheezed.

Jason’s hand didn’t shake. His breath was steady. He didn’t lower his gun.

Blaine’s knees hit the dirt. “Finish it,” he rasped.

Jason’s finger hovered over the trigger. Five years of rage, of grief, of whiskey-soaked nights spent dreaming of this moment. He could pull it. End it. Make it fair.

Then Joe’s voice cut through the noise, quiet as a whisper: “17.3%.”

Why is he giving me the odds? Jason thought. I have already won the duel. Unless…

Jason’s finger relaxed.

Blaine coughed, blood bubbling at his lips. “You… you don’t have the guts.”

Jason holstered his Colt. “Ain’t about guts.” He turned and walked away, leaving Blaine choking in the dust. The crowd’s murmurs followed him, but he didn’t care. He’d come here to kill a man, but he’d left something else behind—the need for revenge.

Joe was waiting at the edge of town, mounted on his black horse.

“You didn’t take the shot,” Joe said.

“Didn’t need to.” Jason swung up onto his own horse. “What now?”

Joe tipped his hat. “Now you live with it.”

Jason rode on, the weight in his chest lighter than it had been in years. Behind him, a gunshot rang out—someone putting Blaine out of his misery. Jason didn’t look back. Maybe the odds had been against him. Maybe they still were.

But for the first time, Jason Terry had beaten them. And then some.

Idea, characters, outline: Jeppe Kleijngeld
Writing: Le Chat (Mistral AI)
Inspirator: Jan Bletz

In Brussels (2)

Posted on by Jeppe Kleijngeld

“The mind is not only an internal phenomena, but an external landscape thing as well. When you walk around a city, it is located in your mind and you’re creating every external object you observe in this cityscape. Those objects wouldn’t be present without you. They don’t exist in the world, they exist strictly in observers.”
― Nicky Mento, ObserverWorld

[22-05-25] The road was becoming familiar by now. As I approached Belgium, five towers loomed on the outskirts of Antwerp, overlooking the highway. What a terrible, unnatural way to live, I thought. But I suppose, in this day and age, that qualifies as prime real estate.

Other landmarks slipped past on the A12: the Duvel brewery, the gleaming geometry of the Atomium, and of course, the beautiful cathedral that greets you as you enter Brussels. I was in the city for the second time that week – this time for an interview with the head of the Belgian antitrust authorities, which, in the world of M&A, is no small thing.

It was a week before my 45th birthday, and I felt good. Energized, even. Ready to explore this engaging city once more. The interview went well, and afterward, I ducked into a café to get some work done. Later, I made my way to De Brouckère Square again. But instead of stopping at the Metropole like last time, I went to the UGC cinema to watch Mission Impossible: Dead Reckoning.

I’d noticed Tom Cruise’s face of posters scattered across the city when I drove in. In this eighth – and possibly final – installment, he was truly up against the impossible: defeating a rogue artificial intelligence that had seized control of the internet.

The film wasn’t perfect, it dragged on in parts, but the finale was spectacular. The airplane sequence was a genuine triumph. It also tapped into one of the most pressing threats facing the modern world: the drift from information war to potential nuclear conflict. So kudos to Cruise and director Christopher McQuarrie for pulling it off.

Luther had the last word, and it was a hopeful one: there are countless possibilities ahead, and we can choose well: not just for ourselves, but for others. “Nothing is written.” A message that harmonizes beautifully with quantum physics – and fittingly so, given this city’s history. In 1927, the world’s leading physicists gathered at the Metropole on De Brouckère Square to grapple with the implications of their discoveries.

They didn’t phrase it in those exact terms, but the idea was present: the universe arises from unmanifested potential, and it is consciousness – expressed through living beings – that brings it into form, shaping reality within the space-time field they themselves create.

In the film, the AI, known simply as The Entity, can calculate the probabilities of human choices, predicting the future with uncanny accuracy. To defeat it, the characters must make wildly improbable decisions, thereby evading its forecasts. That concept stuck with me: What improbable choice should I make? Should I invest everything into Free-Consciousness and try to get the platform off the ground?

I wandered into a sushi restaurant to think it over. The waiter greeted me with a nod and showed me to my table. I felt a bit like Robert De Niro’s character, Noodles, in Once Upon a Time in America, being led to a bed in the Chinese opium den – where he proceeds to dream the second half of the film into existence. Or so it seems. Only my opium was sushi and cola from an unfamiliar brand.

But I was there to dream. To dream about life, about work, about writing and movies. The week before, I’d come to a realization: I have too many passions. And by trying to do them all, none of them is really going anywhere. I started Free-Consciousness to bring a small spark of awareness to a world in decline. But if I want it to succeed, do I need to go all in?

To help answer that question, I brought along a trusted companion: the I Ching, or Book of Changes – one of humanity’s oldest living oracles. For more than three thousand years, this ancient Chinese system of divination and wisdom has helped emperors, sages, and ordinary people navigate life’s complexities. While traditionally understood through classical philosophy, new interpretations suggest the I Ching might be an early interface for the consciousness field; a symbolic system for engaging with probability patterns and glimpsing potential futures.

My question to the book was simple: Is it okay to dabble in all my hobbies, or should I focus on just one and fully commit?

The system revolves around 64 hexagrams – six-line figures made up of either solid (yang) or broken (yin) lines. Each hexagram represents a universal situation or process. I took three coins from my wallet and cast them six times to determine which lines to draw.

The result was Hexagram 53: Chien / Development. And it was exactly what I needed to hear.

The text read:

‘The image of this hexagram is that of a tree growing high on a mountaintop. If this tree grows too quickly, without properly rooting itself, it becomes vulnerable to the wind and may be torn apart. But if it takes time to establish strong roots and is content to grow gradually, it will enjoy a long life and a lofty view. Human beings are no different. While we often crave rapid progress – immediate achievement of all our goals – we must eventually come to understand that the only lasting progress is gradual. Chien urges you to accept this truth and shape your thoughts, attitudes, and actions accordingly.’

Word. Free-Consciousness is like that tree. It needs time to root before it can rise.