The Strategy behind the chaos

DOGE, Elon Musk and Curtis Yarvin, the mind behind the strategy

Feb 26, 2025

Imagine a world where a small cadre of tech billionaires with infinite wealth and infinite power and egos to match want to control the world they think they own.

All they need is a popular stooge. And his cult followers. And a Rasputin to make Acceleratism a mantra for the fringe of the fringiest frightening right atop Silicon Valley like a next world Olympus from where the techno gods tap keyboards and rule wisely over their utopia. A utopia where serfs like you won’t be welcome after they collape the system in the next two years so they can rebuild a technocratic oligarchic One Monarch global state run by A I.

Fantastic I know. Twilight Zone meets the Manchurian Candidate around Seven Days in May or how I learned to love the bomb meets a cuckoos nest of cackling James Bond villain level narcissists meets epochal revenge of the Nerds. and it explains everything. I now turn you over the American Twilght Zone where our twilight is closer than you think.

Curtis Yarvin is relatively unknown outside of Silicon Valley circles. Yarvin is the radical alt-right “thinker” behind the chaos Musk and Trump are sowing in Washington. I give you Curtis Yarvin by way of this fictitious dialogue between Trump, Elon Musk, Peter Thiel and Mr. Yarvin.

Elon Musk and Peter Thiel are in the Oval Office. Trump is seated behind his desk. A door opens and Yarvin is shown into the chamber.

ELON: Mr. President, Peter and I would like you to meet Curtis Yarvin.

Yarvin, a disheveled pseudo-intellectual blogger, brushes his hair out of his face and holds out his hand. Trump shakes it and jokes.

TRUMP: I’m giving up 19 holes for this guy?

PETER THIEL: It will be worth it, Donald. Vance loves him! Silicon Valley loves him. We thought you should meet the brains behind everything.

ELON: We call his guiding philosophy “Dark Enlightenment.” Cool, right?

Yarvin smiles as they all shake his hand and pat him on the back.

TRUMP: “Dark Enlightenment”. Sounds very spooky.

ELON: As you recall, the roadmap for change that we’re following is Mr. Yarvin’s. He calls it the “Butterfly Revolution”. Remember?

TRUMP: What?

THIEL: You’re a genius at playing dumb.

YARVIN: The “Butterfly Revolution”, Sir.

TRUMP: It’s a beautiful plan, Mr.Yarvin. I love it. Phenomenal. The “Butterfly Revolution”. And I thought “Project 2025” was something!

ELON: Yarvin’s here to congratulate you on how well you have been sowing chaos.

YARVIN: Yes, Mr. President. I am quite pleased.

Trump grins, leans back in his chair, waves away the praise.

TRUMP: Just like we planned, boys.

THIEL: Beyond Yarvin’s wildest dreams.

Yarvin adopts a serious demeanor and leans over the President’s desk.

YARVIN: You must accelerate the transformation. You must destabilize the nation faster.

TRUMP: More? Faster?

YARVIN: Yes.

THIEL: Yes.

ELON: Swing the chainsaw, baby.

Elon mimes swinging a chainsaw and gives Trump his chest thumping Nazi salute. They all laugh. Except Yarvin.

YARVIN: It all must all collapse by April.

TRUMP: That soon?

YARVIN: Only then can we say goodbye to democracy. You do want to help us transform society into the technologically superior utopia of our dreams, don’t you?

TRUMP: I’m doing what I can here, Marvin.

YARVIN: It’s Yarvin. And Mr. Trump, I must say, you’ve been perfect for the task. Perfect.

TRUMP: Because I’m a charismatic sociopath?

ELON: Exactly. Like me you could care less about who gets hurt.

YARVIN: As I was saying after martial law…the collapse…once it’s all rubble and we blame it on the left we’ll install our high tech monarch-

TRUMP: And I’ll be your figurehead monarch, right? Your King. Just like we planned?

YARVIN: And then we’ll create a world that’s perfect.

THIEL: Democracy is inefficient.

YARVIN: We need a strongman. A King. We need you. Do not bow to the masses. No matter how loud they get. Stay focused. Full speed ahead.

THIEL: It’s within our grasp, Mr. President.

ELON: A perfect world controlled by us through unregulated cyber technology.

YARVIN: And surveillance.

Elon gets that dreamy look like he’s on a Ketemine high.

ELON: Picture it. A hi-tech aristocracy run by the greatest minds of Silicon Valley.

TRUMP: Like that satellite world circling the earth? Elysium? Where the rich live?

YARVIN: Tillerson was right. You’re a fucking moron, “Your Majesty”.

ELON: “Elysium” was a movie, Donald.

YARVIN: How did we get so lucky? You’re the perfect tool for our revolution. Listen, “Your Highness”. The sooner you crash this country the sooner you will be our King.

ELON: A single sovereign in whom all absolute power shall appear to be vested.

TRUMP: Wait a minute. Did you say “appear”?

ELON: Let’s review our plan again, “Your Majesty”. What is step one?

TRUMP: Dismantle all the democratic institutions and the liberal power structures, like the Universities and the Press.

ELON: Step two?

YARVIN: Out of the rubble we create our tech-infused neo-feudal society. That is if you don’t bow to the masses! Shock and awe, “Your Majesty”.

TRUMP: And I’ll be in charge? Of all the peasants?

THIEL: The cyber aristocracy will be in charge.

TRUMP: And who will be in this aristocracy-

THIEL: How many times do we have to tell you? A select group of elite programmers and tech founders.

ELON: Us.

YARVIN: We will surveil, oppress, and control the masses.

ELON: Subhuman peasants!

YARVIN: Serfs!

TRUMP: I love my uneducated. And my January 6^th Choir.

YARVIN: Like you, they’ve all been perfect tools. The superstitious evangelicals. The racists. The heartland. All stooges and tools.

TRUMP: What will we do with society’s unproductive parasites?

THIEL: The underclass?

YARVIN: We have a humane alternative to genocide.

THIEL: Very humane.

YARVIN: we could grind them up and use them as biodiesel or just lock them in a virtual reality prison. I'm joking about the bio diesel thing. We’re going to virtualize them in permanent solitary confinement with an immersive virtual-reality interface to experience a rich, fulfilling life in a completely imaginary world.

TRUMP: Phenomenal.

ELON: Do you understand any of this?

TRUMP: Not a word.

YARVIN: Basic freedoms like privacy, protest and free speech will be paywalled behind venture funded governance.

ELON: Do you understand any of it?

TRUMP: No.

YARVIN:The poor and middle class will be exiled in the crumbling “red zones”, while the elite build fortified luxury enclaves powered by crypto and AI. In the meantime let’s just hope the sheep keep using Facebook and Twitter and Instagram so we can monitor them.

TRUMP: I thought my conspiracy theories were crazy!

No one in the room laughs at this remark. No one.

ELON: Let’s review how we got here, Donald. Who was your earliest billionaire backer from Silicon Valley?

TRUMP: Peter here. Peter Thiel. Back in 2016. Thank you, Peter. For everything.

THIEL: You’re welcome, “Your Majesty”.

ELON: Did you know Thiel has been friends with Yarvin for years?

YARVIN: Very good friends.

.ELON: And do you remember who introduced Mr. J. D. Vance to you, “Your Majesty”? Peter Thiel.

TRUMP: Thanks for that, Peter.

THIEL: It was my pleasure.

YARVIN: Who do you think nurtured and funded Vance’s political career?

TRUMP: Peter Thiel.

YARVIN: Yes! Ever wonder why?

THIEL: Vance is perfect for our purposes.

YARVIN: He’s a huge disciple of mine. Loves my writing. Blends neatly with his Traditionalism and his Christian Nationalism. A return to the past. The medieval past. Only with A.I. overlords.

The tech bros all laugh and slap each other’s backs.

ELON: And do you recall who co-founded PayPal with me?

TRUMP: Peter Thiel?

YARVIN: Yes!

TRUMP: So, Elon, you’re telling me that Thiel, Vance, you and Yarvin have known each other for years? That’s a beautiful thing.

YARVIN: Any questions?

TRUMP: I have a question for you boys. Why are you using me?

ELON: We are not using you, Mr. President. We are using the blind loyalty of your MAGA sheep. Your right wing media saps. Your evangelical sheep. Bannon and his freak show of losers. Your Proud Boys. Half the country…

YARVIN: The law and the Constitution mean nothing to them. That’s the key to this working. You must ignore the law. So must the country.

ELON: Regrettably, you do not have the smarts to function as the “brains” behind this revolution, “Your Majesty”. Even my six-year old recognizes it. But you’ll make a fine King.

YARVIN: Someone else needs to be brought in to lead the revolution: A cyber CEO who will run the executive branch in our techno-utopia when it’s born out of the ashes.

TRUMP: And that CEO would be… Elon?

ELON: That’s correct, “Your Majesty”. I am Elon, your Dark MAGA, at your service, “Majesty”.

Elon bows, pumps his fists and performs a disconcerting jig around the President’s desk.

THIEL: Donald, you must do everything you can in these next few weeks to bring down democracy so we can start rebuilding the rubble into the perfect techno-monarchy.

YARVIN: We can’t stress it enough. Time is not on our side.

ELON: Peter, I’m not that worried. DOGE and I are already on our way to completing our part in the revolution. My DOGE boys have collected so much data on their thumb drives reconstructing a more efficient social order will be easy.

THIEL: I have to say, Donald, I loved how you spelled it all out for the voters during the election!

ELON: Me, too. I laughed my ass off when you told your Christian sheep to “get out and vote, just this time.”

THIEL: You said, “You won’t have to do it anymore… In four years, you won’t have to vote again. We’ll have it fixed so good; you’re not going to have to vote.”

YARVIN: They didn’t have a clue.

TRUMP: They still don’t. What’s next, boys?

ELON: You will have to use the military to handle “the enemy from within.” Do you have the spine for it?

TRUMP: Absolutely. We’re already building detention camps and prisons.

THIEL: Soon you’ll have to lock up your opponents. Do you have the balls?

TRUMP: Absolutely. With pleasure. I promised my people I’d lock ‘em all up!

YARVIN: Get to it, then.

ELON: Keep blindsiding the country. You’ve got to purge the entire federal bureaucracy. And quickly!

YARVIN: Baffle our enemies. Take everyone’s breath away. Don’t stop. Don’t slow down.

TRUMP: Even as we speak, boys! I’m doing my best to abolish thousands of agencies by unilaterally defunding them. But the Courts-

ELON: Ignore the Courts! Follow the plan! Declare absolute executive supremacy. You already told New York you are the “King”. Your followers worship you. They could give a shit about the law or your stupid Constitution.

THIEL: As Vice President Vance said, “Your Majesty”, you are above the law.

TRUMP: I prefer “Your Highness”, boys. What about Congress?

YARVIN: Congress is a joke. They’re terrified of you.

ELON: They are terrified of your supporters.

TRUMP: What’s next?

YARVIN: Are you paying attention? Silence the academics and the press!

ELON: Cut off the cash flow to the universities! Cripple them.

YARVIN: Prohibit all federal employees from talking to the press!

THIEL: Nationalize the press.

ELON: And higher education, too. Liquidate their assets.

YARVIN: Remember. Time is running out. You’ve got until April. Down with democracy! Up with Technocratic Monarchy!

ELON: Viva the Butterfly Revolution. Down with democracy.