One day, long from now, you will be dead. Your influence over history and civilisation will cease to exist. No matter how 'Redpilled' and anti-degenerate you've been, your genetic torch passes to your descendants like it was passed to you from your ancestors. Public schooling and mainstream media will harass your descendants with an daily onslaught of liberal propaganda. You were a good father so your children will honour your ways, then your children will teach your grandchildren the same albeit in a less convincing manner. Some of your grandchildren might not even bother to listen to the Redpilled advice you intended to have passed to them. Your great grandchildren who never knew you will likely ignore it completely, passing it off as old-fashioned.
How many generations I wonder, until a male descendent of yours becomes a transsexual pride parader, or a female descendant of yours gives birth to a racemixed baby, forever tainting your bloodline?
You better hope there is no view of this earth from the afterlife, or else you better start preparing to be rolling in your grave for all of eternity as you see your old world burn. And there will be nothing you can do about it once you're dead.