The next trailer for the upcoming Star Wars movie came out a couple days ago. Trigger warning: #grrlpower #ChristianSithLord #interracialporno. If you haven’t seen it yet, head over to YouTube and take a look. You’ve been warned.

It starts out innocuous enough, with an old Luke Skywalker telling someone, presumably either his or Leia’s child, of the Skywalker line’s strong connection to the Force. We also see a ruined Darth Vader mask. So far, I’m cool with this. There’s nothing like the passing of power from the father to the son, and a large part of Star Wars’ success came from repackaging mythological archetypes into a modern movie that the audience could relate to.

But. . .there’s a problem. Big one. Later on in the trailer we see a White woman and a Black Stormtrooper (henceforth referred to as the Blooper) doing action-y things. Hollywood being Hollywood, these two are going to be the main characters. So, either the narrative has gotten so powerful that Leia and Han decided to adopt some poor child from Africa a shitty war torn alien hellhole instead of continuing the Jedi line… (Midichlorean inheritance, is like, spiritual dude! Nothing to do with blood…)

 …Or our next great hero(ine) is a White woman, who is inevitably going to fall in love with the Blooper. #interracialporno indeed. Now, I could be wrong but I doubt it. Could the next Star Wars movie be anything but an SJW Progress Orgy?

I know that I’m preaching to the choir here (what feminists would call a “Safe Space”), so it’s naturally assumed that the reader will also share my aversion to having a female heroine, but for the sake of it, let’s examine why that’s a bad thing. After all, despite the rectitude of our gut revulsion, it’s important to be able to vocalize what about a female heroine is so bad. And in order to do that, we’ve got to break out the Campbell and Jung

Stories are not just things we make up, at least good stories aren’t. They allow us to explain ourselves to ourselves. Our consciousness is like oil slicked over deep water. Underneath that thin veneer of oil is the unconscious mind, a dark, deep place from which our motivations, desires, and creative impulses arise. It wouldn’t be an understatement to say that it is linked directly to God. The unconscious mind cannot speak to us directly, but only through symbols which must then be interpreted by the conscious mind.

These symbols are often representative of archetypes. These are fundamental contents of the unconscious that arise, again and again, in myth and legend. They are things like birth, death, rebirth, magic, the hero, God, the demon…etc. According to Jung:

“There are as many archetypes as there are typical situations in life. Endless repetition has engraved these experiences into our psychic constitution, not in the form of images filled with content, but at first only as forms without content, representing merely the possibility of a certain type of perception and action.” (42)

These archetypes can be and are expressed through stories, and come up endlessly in different mythologies from extremely disparate cultures. And, despite the cultural distance, these stories still speak to us. The readers here would be pleasantly surprised to read a collection of Yoruba legends, and to feel how deeply they resonate within even the most hardened race realist. At the same time, it’s important to keep in mind that these archetypes draw from the culture in which they are born. For that reason, Loki, the Norse trickster, is much dearer to my heart than Eshu, the Yoruba equivalent. But they are clearly cut from the same cloth.

At this point you may be wondering what this has to do with Star Wars. I’m going to get to that in a minute, but before I do, I need to speak a bit about one of the most important archetypes, the hero’s journey. Joseph Campbell, who famously used Jungian psychology to analyze mythology, coined the idea in his landmark book, The Hero with a Thousand Faces. He spent time breaking down the various aspects of the hero’s journey, but the basics are this: An anonymous orphan with unknown parents and humble beginnings is called to greatness, fights his destiny but eventually accepts his fate. He faces great danger, making friends along the way, connecting with his father, and in the end meets with God and becomes king.

This truncation of mine is an absolute butchery of Campbell’s ideas, and I strongly recommend that you read the book. The main thing to take away from the hero’s journey is that it is about growing up. It’s about the transition from being a boy to being a man. That’s why it’s so powerful and is used in so many different movies, books, comics, etc. That’s why it resonates so strongly with its audience. Because in some form or another, every man has lived this story. It’s just through art that we see it played out more dramatically.

This is why Star Wars was so powerful when it first came out. The modern world, if it lacks anything, lacks a defined mythology. Our myths are no longer being told, and have been expressed only in mealy, pop culture garbage. Star Wars was a myth that the modern mind could understand, and it shook our collective conscious to the core. That’s what happens when you deal in terms the unconscious understands. It’s like splitting atoms.

But when you understand that Star Wars is so powerful because it’s a myth, you can also understand why it cannot have a female protagonist–because women do not go through the hero’s journey. Men and women have different life histories. A manhood is defined by action, by completing the hero’s journey. Women are defined by their bodies. They do not strive for some abstract ideal of “Womanhood” because it simply happens to them.

Think about it, at twelve or so a girl gets her first period. That’s the first step. Over the next few years she grows breasts, undergoes pregnancy. Nurses. Eventually goes through menopause. Womanhood happens. It’s not something that is brought about. The experience of being female is so thoroughly occupying that women are literally incapable of talking about anything else. Incidentally, that is why feminists are so fixated on women’s bodies, #freethenipple, #vaginaknitting, etc. Their minds cannot get past navel gazing about the subjective experience of being a woman.< br />
Contrast that with men. Things don’t happen to powerful men. Powerful men happen to the world (insert Chuck Norris joke). Kind of stupid, but you get my point. The hero’s journey, and really the journey for any man, is to somehow change the world. I don’t mean this is an activist sort of way, either. It could be setting up a successful business, or being an effective PUA, whatever. The point is that men are defined by action, whereas women are defined by being women.

That’s why the next Star Wars movie is doomed to be just another movie. A female protagonist is wrong because it profanes the sacred archetype that is the hero’s journey. Men and women are not potato heads. You cannot swap a penis for a pair of breasts and get the same thing. Myths don’t work that way and reality doesn’t work that way. Disney and JJ Abrams can try to push their agenda of political correctness on us, but it can’t work in the long term because it violates the very fundamentals of human experience.

And honestly, how many of you want to watch Luke’s daughter get ploughed by the Blooper?


Hall, Calvin S., and Vernon J. Nordby. A Primer of Jungian Psychology. New York: Taplinger Pub., 1973. Print.