I am certain,–can you hear the sarcasm yet?–that all Game conscious men at one time or another have found cause to ask himself that all important question: why should I study Latin? The answers are legion, though the questioneers might be very few.
Now I daresay you don’t see the use of all this, and don’t see why you should learn Latin at all. You may say that nobody talks Latin, and though there may have been something worth reading written in Latin by people a long time ago, yet it is quite easy to get an English translation and read it there. If it were French or German, you say, it would be different, because it is of some use being able to speak and read languages in which people speak and write at the present time.
Well, one can’t expect you to understand all the reason why it is good for you to learn Latin: but I will try to make you understand a few. -F. W. Haslam
For one, though it might not be of highest consequence, the men which Game purports to imitate, the men whom women have always flocked to, outside the consideration of sailors and soldiers, have in every age since Greek went out of fashion, studied Latin.
Is it a small thing to grow up in a study which has been the heritage of English gentlemen for over three centuries–the sign of their breeding, and the seal of their humanity? and something far higher–which has been the training of almost every great man who has made our own language famous?
All things considered then, to learn Latin because our father, or our fathers, learnt it does not appear to be the worst of reasons. -Sidney Thomas Irwin
Secondly, and this is along a similar line, if a man is reading in the manosphere, he is either disgusted at the state of the SMP and for that reason seeking the best way to leverage his assets in the SMP to their greatest gain; or, he is disgusted at the state of culture and society,– maybe both art and sex–and as such is desiring, even if only working his own small quarter of the world, to proffer change. The third possibility, which I ought to leave off, is that he is lost and having stumbled upon the ‘sphere is stuck like a man watching the burning, writhing of flesh that might crawl from the sulphurous mess of a chemical semi smashing into a school bus, and has found himself reading the demented scrawl of some half-wit would be scholar discussing the merits of a dead language with a group of men more concerned with sluts than scientiae.
For those in points one and two above: Latin is the way things used to be; before it all screwed the pooch, Latin was the sine qua non of every man, thinking or not. That might well be reason enough; if one wishes to read widely in the Western canon he will need either an able translation–which let’s be honest, modern translations, which are decidedly advertised as written in the contemporary language, come across as books for children. A sentence need not have many words. But an author who lacks the ability to place phrase against phrase without resorting to a full stop does not possess some ephemeral Hemingway’s tongue, rather, he lacks a skill which reading and studying Latin cannot help to impart as it is a language which is suited, more so than English even, to this sort of elongated arrangement. This isn’t the point. The point is that in studying the things that have been burned on the altars of modernism, feminism, and multiculturalism one will undoubtedly come across Latin phrases, thoughts, and mottos. You should understand them if you are to understand the West.
It is not for nothing that in Scotland they call a Professor of Latin a Professor of Humanity. Humanity is that virtue which brings you close to your fellows, which gives you a more intelligent sympathy with them, and not with their present only but with their past also– with the great men, the great movements, the great institutions– the peoples, nations and languages which have made the world what it is today. -Sidney Thomas Irwin
Irwin wrote before the walls of civilization were torn asunder; what we would say is: the peoples, nations and languages which had made the world what it was before it was completely fucked up by asshats too centered on their own navels and immediate desires to consider the beauty of the traditions they pissed upon. Or something to that effect.
There are many other reasons given through the ages. Latin’s logical structures, that understanding another grammar improves one’s understanding of his native grammar, that linguistics generally is good for the memory, vocabulary acquisition, and writing style, and all the other pet theories. I won’t bother with these as they are as true of learning any other language; and let’s be honest, language learning is a well of time suck, one would do well to learn a language he can also swoop in. Take Roosh learning Span. . . Portu. . . Russian? Seriously, how many languages does this guy speak? Or, Frost with French only Game. If you give two shits about the West you’ll take this all cum grano salis.
Latin comprises the blocks upon which our intellectual traditions were built. Feigning the slightest interest in preserving the good–flush the bad, and with the Captain enjoy watching the water spin in the bowl–and you are left with a world built upon one language, one that was multicultural in the proper sense of transcending multiple dominant cultures and forget the rest.
Go, Learn It.
Numquam veritas perit,
*Updated to fix a multitude of typos. The first reason wine and blogging ought not be mixed too liberally.