I often wish the modern world hadn't made the survival aspect of life so easy. Winter used to be something you had to respect, because if you didn't, you fucking died. You had to plan how you would feed and warm yourself before it arrived. You had to be careful where you stepped if you went out, because one wrong move could doom you to hypothermia. Winter forced people to take survival seriously, and therefore not take their lives for granted.
I always feel better mentally & physically in cold weather. Brisk air filling my lungs tends to have me perform better as well, at virtually any task. And the more I acclimate myself to frigid temperatures, the more formidable I become. As it has been for our ancestors throughout the ages.
insects, kikes, and niggers hate the cold & without the machine of modernity allowing them to infest these mighty places they don't belong, in short order they all perish in such a climate. As it should be.
Real men don't seek validation or indulge in such vanity.