Scott Alexander just published a fantastic essay, which you should read: Meditations on Moloch.
In it, he takes a problem, points out that it is not just a problem but a terrifying, probably unsolveable problem, and then raises a…lackluster solution.
Moloch is the personification of unfortunate consequences of game theory that promote misery, betrayal, small-mindedness, hatred. Gnon is the personification of causality, who rules by definition.
Moloch as such is manifest in the small grumbles of everyday life—patent trolls, attractive guys being jerks and attractive girls being insane, good art being unpopular, and the existence of “One Weird Trick” ads.
Gnon has been named and invoked by neoreactionaries as causality deified, and is liberal with his bestowal of schadenfreude (and as such is memetically fit). Neoreactionaries (including myself) advocate respect for Gnon, because to do otherwise is to die. Gnon always wins.
Where Alexander transmutes Moloch from a paltry heathen god or the Hurried Pace of Modern Life to Cthulhu is when it is revealed that Moloch and Gnon are one and the same. Cthulhu is the source of the Cathedral, Gnon is the source of patriarchy. They operate in the same way, and since these are personified concepts rather than actual people (mortal or otherwise), to be alike is to be one.
Offered in opposition to these blind watchmakers is Elua, who is the only one of these persons who acts like an actual person. Given the juxtaposition it’s easy to mistake Elua for another deified natural phenomenon (*all* of which, it turns out, are but aspects of Cthulhu), but the lie is put to that when we see that on any issue, Elua’s desires are the same as humans’. That is, after all, what he or she is. Elua is a human.
Unfortunately, Gnon wins by definition, where Elua only wins sometimes. If we were to witness Elua winning out over Gnon, then we would in fact be seeing just another instance where they happen to agree.
Unless Gnon were conscious. Unless Gnon was in fact Elua. Unless the laws of causality could be bent. In our favor. I would call this…a miracle.
And so we come to Christianity, by roads we (or at least I) did not expect. We find ourselves Completely Screwed, unless Gnon just happens to be a human. And to ask the question is to answer it: we find a guy in the middle east two thousand years ago, claiming to be both the Lord of Hosts and the Son of Man. Gnon and Elua. And performing many miracles. And beating Oblivion itself by coming back.
This isn’t a proselytizing post, unless I guess you want it to be. It’s more a description of the conflict I feel in what there is of the neoreactionary community when we discuss “what is to be done.” We debate on government but it’s not enough to get just the right government, because you can’t govern an ungovernable people. But neither can we rely on simple virtus because, well, we’re humans. We need God, and specifically Christ. I am not writing this out of the blue, I am simply answering the question SA posed in his essay. And I’m sorry if this isn’t the answer you wanted, but if you think about it, all the other ones are much, much worse.