Mar 8, 2016

Individualism vs Selflessness in the Nationalist Movement

via Nationalist Alternative

This article shall discuss the various aspects of why there are often so many clashes between people on a personal level and why it is crucial to be more cautious when finding people who are of good quality to be involved with your political organisation. Firstly let us provide definitions on what individualism and selflessness are and why they both are quite important to explain in detail. Individualism is all about being self-reliant and independent. A person who is an individualist will favour freedom of action over being controlled via either the State or a collective (such as a political organisation). They are independent people who don’t like being told what to do and would prefer to work alone than with groups or in regards to team-work. Being selfish and self-centred are common negatives associated with individualism. Selflessness on the other hand, is all about the practice of giving the community or the group precedence over each individual within it. For example; an individual involved with a team sport would often put the benefits and success of their team above their own self desires and personal interests. That individual is seen as a “team player” and puts the interests of that team before any personal glory. Generally you think less about yourself and attributes include being kind and generous as well as having an altruistic mindset. This is totally opposite to an individualist who would only seek to have personal gain and get as much kudos as possible from personal exploits. Money and notoriety should not be the reasons a person involves themselves in Nationalist politics. It should be your own bloodlines, your own community, your own culture and your own country, that benefits from any legacy you leave in the time you have lived on this Earth.

Nevertheless, there are drawbacks to being too selfless in that people can take advantage of your kindness and more selfish people may expect you to always do favours for them. It is important for a selfless person to be firm and stand up to those individuals that try and exploit their generosity. The challenge in relation to Nationalist politics is discovering an appropriate balance. We can investigate this further by looking at various political movements and individuals from the past. Learning from both their successes and failures and how they dealt with setbacks and difficult circumstances. Determination, loyalty, integrity, honesty and the sheer will power to overcome any obstacle, no matter how gruelling, are key attributes that any genuine Nationalist should have.

Those of you who are reading this article are at the very least partially awoken to the dire situation we face here in Australian and the Western World. You are a cut above the average lemming, who is more excited about their sporting team winning, or having the latest iPad, or watching the latest Soap Opera episode on TV, or wasting hours upon hours on Facebook and other social media websites. I applaud you for coming this far already. But there is much more to learn and to become aware of. I implore you to seriously consider, what you are doing in your life? Are you being selfish or selfless? Do you think about the responsibilities you have in your life? Such as the responsibility you have to your family? To your children and grandchildren and great grandchildren? What will their lives be like in the future? Will it be a safe and happy place in which you leave them in? It is also vital to think about the responsibility that you have to your ancestors and those before you and whose sacrifices made your life possible. Not only that, but what about responsibility to yourself, your responsibility to contribute to our way of life in a positive manner and be the best person and most righteous person that you can possibly be. It all comes down to care. Do you care about the future? Do you care about what is happening to White people around the World? If so, what are you going to do about it? These are all serious questions that a person who does care needs to ask themselves. Nationalism is for those who genuinely care about things and have strong feelings of self-responsibility.


One of the major factors which are often forgotten about until disaster strikes is personality clashes in the Nationalist movement. This is probably the most startling and damaging problem in relation to what happens time and time again within politics. Ideological differences will always be a problem in regards to individual A having a different perspective on a certain issue to individual B. However, when individual A has a personal grudge or vendetta against individual B then it will often end up getting very nasty and the principles of integrity, professionalism and respect get totally thrown out the window. Throughout history there are countless examples of this occurring. One of the most infamous rivalries was between Joseph Stalin and Leon Trotsky in Communist Russia. These two repugnant characters officially began their animosity in 1924 after the death of Vladimir Lenin, but in reality their hatred started a few years even earlier. They had many similarities but also many differences in relation to their thinking and behaviour. Stalin took a dislike of Trotsky from their very first meeting. This occurred in 1907 at a Communist Congress in London.

Once Lenin had died, the rivalry between these two increased with Stalin politically outmanoeuvring the more talented but also more arrogant Trotsky. In many ways, Trotsky’s strong independent streak and ability to ruffle the feathers of fellow Communists was his downfall. Stalin was a lot more popular amongst the power-brokers of the Communist Party. As Secretary of the Communist Party he could do many things behind the scenes. He used his influence and command of the Russian Secret Police to intimidate Trotsky’s supporters and manufactured the exile of Trotsky from Russia in 1928. Trotsky then had to jump from one country to the next, keeping out of the clutches of Stalin’s henchmen who were always on his tail.

The initial dislike of Trotsky by Stalin eventually transformed into a deep-seated, obsessive hatred. The final result in 1940, during World War 2, was Trotsky’s assassination by one of Stalin’s spies, far from Russia, over in Mexico. You can’t really get more vicious and vindictive than this rivalry amongst the Communists! Even though Trotsky was exiled and only had the power to write nasty articles against Stalin there was still this burning animosity between them which led to Stalin having Trotsky eliminated once and for all. As Nationalists we need to have integrity and honour and be above sinking to the level of Communists with their bitter feuds which end in bloodshed. We need to learn from mistakes made in the past and always try and seek the counsel of older and wiser people who have more life experiences. Flying off the handle and constantly infighting only leads to public embarrassment much to the enjoyment of our enemies.


The question still remains, what should Nationalists do to avoid “bad eggs” and to develop an organisation around them that is honourable, trustworthy and loyal? That is an immense challenge to undertake, but it basically all boils down to action rather than words. You can’t really expect to know a person in a small amount of time or have them take a psychological test. However, you cannot afford to be overly paranoid and not trust anybody either. A Nationalist must be dedicated to the cause to preserve their own people and their nation. A Nationalist wants to create a bright future for their children and defend their culture, their heritage and their way of life. They must have a good knowledge of Nationalist ideology to really understand what they truly believe in and not merely give it “lip service” and only pretend to know what they are talking about. This means that a Nationalist should be constantly learning and educating themselves.

Reading books on a multitude of topics is important, but so is experiencing life in general and looking to self-improve. There are many examples of Nationalists who travel overseas to go to various political conferences and meeting with fellow Nationalists from around the Western World. Networking and developing close ties with like-minded political organisations is crucial in this contemporary age especially when physically meeting in person is far more beneficial than Emails, phone calls, Skype calls etc. Being a successful person in life will also help you in being a successful Nationalist. That doesn’t mean being selfish and greedy, but being able to contribute to the greater Nationalist cause in any way that you can, this can be financially, or by writing articles or books, on-the-ground activism, leafleting, giving speeches, making videos the list goes on! The crucial thing to remember is that every little bit counts no matter how small. In fact, just doing basic online activism of putting up comments on newspaper articles that are related to Nationalism helps. How you may ask? Well, just by putting up your comment on a website or blog you are providing an alternative opinion to the status-quo of the Anti-White and multiculturalist agenda, which is being spewed out by the deceitful news media. You are challenging their Cultural Marxist domination of thought and opinion by giving a Nationalist viewpoint.

A selfish individual involved with Nationalist politics only seeks to promote themselves and has a hyper inflated ego. Becoming famous or infamous as well as gaining wealth and influence is all they care about. Narcissism is a poison that not only infects that individual but also all of those people that associate with that particularly nocuous individual. The damage caused by not cutting out that cancerous element can often be devastating. Those individuals have delusions of grandeur, inflated egos, and if personally slighted will develop an irrational rage. These individuals can be diagnosed as having a pathological form of narcissistic personality disorder and need to be avoided and shunned. There is no place whatsoever for those repugnant vagabonds who only have extremely selfish and immature mentalities in the Nationalist movement. Nationalism is not about personal glory, but simply being a “cog in the wheel” that plays their part to help things move in the right direction for future success.


From my experiences, I believe that Nationalism is supposed to be for those who have an altruistic and generous mindset. A Nationalist wants to help their own people, their own country, and has a strong desire to be selfless. Having said that, being financially unviable and struggling to maintain employment is not a good situation for a Nationalist to be in either. What is the point of dedicating your life to Nationalism with nothing to show for it? That is why it is also important to live a happy and productive life and maintain your own personal objectives that you wish to achieve. Having a job that you enjoy, a nice and comfortable place to live, family and friends that love and care about you, these are all aspects in your life that should not be forsaken. I personally have lost family and friends because of my Nationalist beliefs and it has caused me much grief, but I continue to fight on because I know deep in my heart that what I believe in is the right thing. Many people here in Australia and around the Western World have dedicated their lives to being a Nationalist. We feel it is our duty to safeguard the future of our people in any productive way that we can. Nonetheless, Nationalism should not stop you from finding love and getting married and having children. In fact, creating and raising happy and healthy White children should be probably one of most important things you ever achieve in your life. With the mass amount of non-white immigrants flooding into all Western Nations we know that every White child born gives us hope that we can survive.


My message from this article is for every decent person who reads this, is that they should not be a shirker and avoid the stark cold reality our people face. It is better to do something, no matter how small, than nothing at all. Don’t try and be overly cautious and paranoid and continue to simply cheer from afar. There will always be dramas and issues amongst various individuals and groups, that’s the rough and tumble arena of politics. It is important to have a thick-skin and develop a stiff upper lip and “carry on” as the British often say. Names and insults can be unpleasant, but in years past, a warrior would be more wary of weapons such as a spear, or a sword or an axe than today’s individuals who cower and tremble at being called ridiculous names, such as, “racist” or “bigot” or “nazi”. These are simply words our enemies use because they fear us and don’t have the intellectual capacity to debate us.

As a Nationalist you need to come out from behind your computer screens and join the rest of us and get out there in the real world! It is time to stop talking and start doing. Selfishly only caring about your own little life won’t help your family or your country once it gets flooded with non-white immigrants. Stand up and be counted by becoming a participant in life. You can still live a financially successful life and contribute to Nationalism. Make your life a model by being as active as you possibly can for our people. By being a good Nationalist you are helping a worthy cause so that our people will remember and talk about long after you’re gone. Your legacy as an exemplary Nationalist will mean more to our people and our way of life than mere money or fame ever will.


In conclusion, I believe selflessness and altruism, in the right balance, outweighs selfish desires and only being concerned with individualist goals of wealth and fame. Hope is on the horizon for us, more and more people are being awoken to Nationalism, particularly in Europe with the mass influx of so-called refugees. But the job isn’t done yet, we still have much work to do. We must continue to reach out to our people. It is imperative that we alert them of what is really happening. We must educate them, give them books to read and videos to watch and audio broadcasts to listen to. We also need to encourage and inspire new potential Nationalists. A wonderful and beautiful thing about reaching out to people to encourage them and inspire them is that, you in turn, will become encouraged and inspired. That feeling of fulfilment and reward, knowing that you helped awaken a new person to Nationalism, nothing beats that. When you find another person who shares our beliefs, our concerns, our feelings, our values, our sense of responsibility to our race and our country, you cannot help but be pleased and encouraged from the experience. Plus it is better to work together in a group with like-minded people than doing everything by yourself. Many hands make light work as people often say. In the long run, things will turn in our favour, our views are about love and identity of our own people and defending our way of life. Our movement cannot be held back for much longer. We will continue to have good days and bad days within politics, but being optimistic and doggedly determined should not be discounted. Nationalism will continue to rise as we head into the future and we should be more confident in the fact that the more of us who become involved the quicker we shall achieve success.

Conservationism vs Environmentalism

via TradYouth

We recognize that separating humanity from nature, from the whole of life, leads to humankind’s own destruction and to the death of nations. Only through a re-integration of humanity into the whole of nature can our people be made stronger.” — Nationalist Biologist Ernst Lehmann

The American conversation about the environment hinges upon a false framing. One side favors human progress at the expense of the environment. The other side favors the environment at the expense of human progress. Sometimes there are conflicts, but not always. And even when there are, there’s a balanced and sensible third position between capitalist greed and misanthropic primitivism.

Both of these ideologies are the extreme ends of the spectrum that both end up hurting people in nearly equal amounts. Industry and energy must be used in order to provide food, shelter and needed products for the human race. On the other hand, if you use and abuse the Earth, our children and grandchildren will inherit a barren wasteland where they also can’t survive. So between the tree-huggers and the capitalists we need to have a planet and people first position, a third position: Conservationism.

A mountain and surrounding countryside under capitalist policies
A mountain and surrounding countryside under capitalist policies

To be a conservationist is to believe in the Biblical calling to be stewards of this planet, her resources, her animals, and the people who live here. As it states in Scripture in Genesis 2:15 “The Lord God took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and keep it.”

Having dominion over the plants and animals of the Earth means that we have a duty, a tiny experience of God’s stewardship over humanity, to care for and nurture both man and beast to try to achieve a symbiotic relationship between humanity and the planet.

We do not actually own the Earth, we are simply its caretakers on behalf of God. Psalm 24:1 tells us “The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof, the world and those who dwell therein.” Just like a hired hand is put in charge of a vineyard while the master is away, we too have been put in charge as a species to tend and care for the planet.

In order to properly tend to the planet and the people we have been entrusted to look after, we must defeat both the Capitalist influence and the radical Leftist agenda.

Capitalists see only profits in their decision making, exactly how we ended up getting mountaintop removal, pouring coal slurry into drinking water and poisoned air for the children of many communities across America. Unregulated capitalism naturally seeks only to consume, use, abuse, and then abandon. There can be no environmental conservation with capitalism because conservationism of either the Earth or the livelihood of families gets in the way of mass consumption and profit.
Radical environmentalists also don’t actually love the planet, they hate humanity. Dave Forman, Founder of Earth First! wrote “Phasing out the human race will solve every problem on earth, social and environmental.” Many radical environmentalists do not care that immediately shutting down every power plant and putting  every car and truck up on blocks  would kill tens of millions of people and throw us back into an age where medicine, refrigeration and transportation of food and even clothing production would come to a halt. Radical environmentalism is sacrificing humanity upon a pyre of guilt and self-loathing, the opposite of a sustainable position.

In order to promote a healthy people and a healthy environment for all future generations we must begin to take steps to conserve our environment while channeling our abilities towards making humanity a sustainable part of the planet. It is without a doubt that fossil fuels are not only a finite solution to our energy needs, but also have dramatic negative impacts on humanity and the planet.

Coal fired power plants, cars and factories that haven’t put into place the newest and most effective air scrubbers are literally poisoning people. Particulate Matter from these sources impacts millions of people, both young and old. The Natural Resource Defense Council states:
“This term refers to a wide range of pollutants — dust, soot, fly ash, diesel exhaust particles, wood smoke and sulfate aerosols — which are suspended as tiny particles in the air. Some of these fine particles can become lodged in the lungs and could trigger asthma attacks. Studies have shown that the number of hospitalizations for asthma increases when levels of particulate matter in the air rise. Coal-fired power plants, factories, and diesel vehicles are major sources of particulate pollution. Around 81 million people live in areas that fail to meet national air quality standards for particulate matter.“
Air pollution is not only killing animal and plant biodiversity, it is killing our people
Air pollution is not only killing animal and plant biodiversity, it is killing our people

We obviously cannot stop energy production, but this current environmental crisis is actually killing our friends, neighbors, and countrymen on a daily basis. The BBC reported that Polluted air causes 5.5 million deaths a year new research says. More than 5.5 million people worldwide are dying prematurely every year as a result of air pollution.” We can begin to adapt a conservationist position by investing time, talent and money into enforcing and increasing environmental standards for existing power plants and all future ones that are built.

Resources spent on developing and improving green and sustainable energy will create industrial jobs here at home to build and maintain things like solar farms, windmills and other projects while reducing the amount of pollution put into our environment and transforming our economy into a sustainable energy economy, instead of one based on multinational oligarchs controlling our natural resources and poisoning our people.

Natural resources such as coal, natural gas, timber and others should be nationalized and taken out of the hands of these multinational corporations. Natural Resources should be considered jointly owned by all people, after all this is our land and our nation. Nationalization would allow for when resources are used, part of that money be invested in developing and funding sustainable energy endeavors and providing healthcare and additional infrastructure for the national community.

Another way we can promote conservationism is to work with nationalist movements and governments around the world to adopt environmental and trade policies that support local business and industry while having global standards for reducing carbon emissions and providing support for developing countries to modernize their energy infrastructure. Like it or not, we are all on the same planet together and no nation is a single entity in the matters of the environment. Cooperation between nationalist movements, not global oligarch controlled endeavors like the United Nations, is the best way to respect one another and to build a healthy future.

Multinational corporations like Monsanto use proven carcinogens on the food supply of Americans and people around the world. The World Health Organization found that “the main ingredient in Monsanto’s RoundUp line of pesticides, is ‘probably carcinogenic to humans.’ Use of glyphosate – which the EPA has deemed safe — has soared in the last two decades with the introduction of crops genetically engineered to withstand the herbicide. Glyphosate is also a main ingredient in a new product called ‘Enlist Duo’ recently introduced by Dow Chemical.” Producers like Monsanto should be fined and banned from producing products that poison not only the people, but the waterways and environment of a nation who are impacted by runoff from farmers fields and other sources when carcinogenic materials enter the environment. Food production should be taken away from global corporations and put back into the hands of sustainable hardworking farmers to ensure our people eat healthy and multinational corporations aren’t able to control and then poison our food supply.

Farming should be put back in the hands of people and the nation, not multinational corporations
Farming should be put back in the hands of people and the nation, not multinational corporations
Clean water is something that in the developed world should not be a scarcity, but increasing environmental damage has hurt not just people in the developing world, but our people and communities here in the West. By cracking down on capitalist business owners to ensure that their share of taxes included fixing and repairing any environmental damage they cause, we can ensure that the people are not subsidizing corporations poisoning working families. Companies should be allowed to make profits and to be successful, but the current situation is one where corporations piggyback off of the nation like parasites, to use natural resources and to abuse the people and the environment for the best interests of their shareholders and bottom line. If corporations are able to do business in the nation, they should be benefiting the people of that nation and the general welfare of the folk.

By dismantling capitalism and the radical Left, we can make and enforce policies in our nation and around the world to be true environmental and humanitarian conservationists. Humanity must be in tune with nature and work with nationalists around the world to care for not only our people, but our shared planet. Only through cooperation and hard work can we take power out of the hands of the elites and put it back into the hands of people and governments who put our people and our children’s needs and future first.

Into the Dustbin

via Radix

Radix Editor's Note: From Chronicles, November, 1998

Ever since I committed the blunder, nearly thirty years ago, of signing up with the "conservative movement" during my first year in graduate school, a certain pattern of behavior has enforced itself on my decreasingly callow mind. The pattern is, as a colleague of mine once remarked to me, that there seems to be no other purpose of any conservative organization than to ignite a faction-fight as soon as possible and thereby destroy the organization. In graduate school the rule proved true. There was no campus chapter of Young Americans for Freedom because the leaders of that group had already fallen upon each other and dispatched the rest of the Yaffies to oblivion. The year I joined the only remaining conservative group on the campus, the Young Republicans, the ex-Yaffies decided to attack it and soon managed to leave it a shattered vessel lurching helplessly through the dark seas of the academic left. The child is father to the man, and what I observed as a mere stripling conservative back then has turned out to be something close to a law of the universe ever since. The "Right," whatever its philosophical content and whatever its political agenda, appears to be inherently flawed by tendencies to schisms and factionalism, and these tendencies go far to explain why it always loses, no matter how compelling its ideas or how repulsive its political and cultural enemies on the left. Why is this so, and what can be done about it?

That it is so remains true today. The conservative organizations that prevailed in the 1960s and '70s -- like YAF itself -- are now largely defunct or mere shells of what they used to be, and not a few destroyed themselves by their own internal factionalism. Today, there is virtually no "conservative movement" worthy of the name, apart from the ever-thriving hive of neo-conservative Beltway condotierri whose simulation of "populism" keeps their kids in private schools and high-priced cars. Even these quarters are not exempt from the law of conservative self-destruction, and most of them periodically titillate the Beltway rumor mill with stories of their own internal purges, bloodlettings, bankruptcies, and the odd embezzlement by one or another of the patriotic Christians who run them.

No one should be surprised that the Beltway Right behaves pretty much like most other people in Washington, but the inherent factionalism of the Right is not confined to it, nor is it a product of serious philosophical and political antagonisms. On what may be called either the "Hard Right" or the "Old Right," I can think of perhaps half a dozen organizations that simply cannot work with each other because of the personal loathing, jealousy, and distrust that prevails between their leaders or members. But despite some ideological differences, these groups are all in essential agreement with each other, and all of them have the same enemies. If they could work together, they might actually accomplish something, but they can't, and every effort among them to coordinate and cooperate has flopped. If the truth be told, there is very little practical purpose in anyone joining or aligning with any of them, let alone expecting them ever to accomplish any substantial goal other than remaining in useless existence. Signing up with the American Right today resembles nothing so much as picking up a loaded revolver and proceeding to shoot your own toes off one by one.

There are various explanations of the suicidal proclivities of the Right that come to mind, not least the theory that conservatism as it emerged in the 1950s was largely dominated by ex-communists of one stripe or another who insisted on importing into their new-found political allegiances the same demand for conformity and orthodoxy that had prevailed in the Party (whichever "Party," Stalinist, Trotskyist, or other, they had belonged to). The most notorious of these ex-communist grand inquisitors of the Right was perhaps the late Frank S. Meyer, a Communist Party functionary until 1945 who, once he had concluded that path was the wrong road to travel, at once set himself up as the chap who got to decide who was and who was not a "real" conservative. From the foundation of National Review in 1956 until his death in 1972, Meyer never failed to denounce, purge, read out, expel, and generally behave like the Andrei Vishinsky of the American Right. He tried to prevent the late Russell Kirk from writing for National Review, spread the rumor that his ex-Trotskyist colleague at the magazine, James Burnham, was a CIA plant, and managed, in his major political-philosophical manifesto (In Defense of Freedom), to excommunicate just about every promising mind on the American Right of his generation. Admittedly, some of these minds never lived up to their promise, and some lived to break their promises as soon as it was profitable to do so, but Meyer's insistence on an "orthodoxy" or a "mainstream" largely invented and formulated by himself helped make the movement he came to shape as uninteresting as it was unimportant and impart his own doctrinaire habits of mind to the generation of younger conservative activists whom he influenced.

But blaming right-wing self-destructiveness merely on one man is a toad that won't hop. The truth is that the tendency arises from the historical situation of the Right in almost every historical context in which any movement of the Right appears. The suicidal tendencies of the Right emerge from the fact that the Right, almost by definition, is a collection of historical losers.

Probably the first historical conflict in which "right" and "left" were the main contenders was the English Civil War of the 1640s, and while the left side of the conflict, represented by the English Parliamentarians and their myriad "Puritan" allies and supporters, was notoriously schismatic, the same was true of the Right side, represented by King Charles I and his court. Anglicans vs. Catholics, civilians vs. military, absolutists vs. constitutional monarchists, and the usual baggage of nincompoop courtiers and sycophants vs. serious advisers who had some glimmer of how to win and what needed to be done all significantly contributed to the loss of the civil war by the "Right" of the day, the eventual execution of the king himself, and the triumph for nearly a dozen years of Oliver Cromwell's dictatorship. Unlike Charles I, Cromwell dealt with his own side's tendencies to factionalism simply by kicking out or ruthlessly suppressing those rivals that bothered him.

The Left, whether Puritan, Jacobin, Bolshevik, or other, can do that because it generally represents history's winners, a rising social force that actually has an agenda with concrete interests and ideas, and sooner or later the victorious mainstream simply cuts adrift the nuts, crackpots, and perennial malcontents that deflect it from its main purpose. But the Right, whatever the historical context, tends to be composed of history's losers - people whose interests, ideas, and values represent a social and political order that is on the wane. If it were not on the wane, there would be no emergence of "right" and "left" sides at all and hence no significant conflict between them. But precisely because the interests and ideas of the Right side are declining, it has immense difficulty in coming up with any practicable, concrete program by which its obsolescent wishes can be realized, and because it generally represents the losing side of history, it tends to attract folks who are losers in many different respects—conspiracy nuts who worry about the fringe on the flag while the substance of their national sovereignty and civilization is being destroyed; crackpots who have invented their own secret cures for AIDS and cancer; fanatics who have drafted vast, unreadable manuscripts exposing the real cause of everything that's going wrong in the Bankers, the Jews, the Masons, or the Clinton White House; and, inevitably, the sad sacks who have no social life whatsoever other than the potato chip-and-soda pop soirees in which history's discards get to know one another as human beings.

In the United States, prior to the 1930s, it was not so. The Right back then was the organized political expression of a dominant social and political class, a class that sported at its top families like the DuPonts and at its bottom such happy warriors as Sinclair Lewis' George Babbitt and his friends. It was a class that dictated the tastes and manners of the day, was determined to keep immigrants out of the country, maintain the Constitution and the Free Enterprise System, put America First, preserve the white, Christian, Republican character of the nation, and crush the Bolsheviks and labor agitators wherever you could find them. As a ruling class, it was an amalgam of the Old Stock Protestant Establishment and the plutocracy that rose to national power after the Civil War. However poorly defined its ideas and however vapidly expressed its ethic, it was nevertheless a real class that really had something to conserve, and it generally knew that it could not conserve it unless it also conserved the social and cultural fabric through which it exercised social power.

In the Great Depression and New Deal, this bourgeois ruling class was effectively dislodged from social and political power. Its top ranks, if they survived at all, soon allied with the emerging managerial elites in state and corporation, and its bottom ranks, stripped of any real prospect of preserving or restoring the social order in which they had played a significant part, simply drifted. It was mainly those middle and bottom ranks of the old bourgeois elite that for the next forty years would effectively define "conservatism" and the Right as they were known to the generation between Herbert Hoover and Barry Goldwater. Unable to articulate its own ideas and values very effectively, it welcomed ideological allies in journalism and the academy that could express them, but the journalists and the academics were not for the most part of the same class or culture. Hence, the "conservatism" they defined displayed all the symptoms of rootless intellectualism and attracted all the odd and awkward personality types that could not fit anywhere else and would not fit with each other.

Once "conservatism" is decoupled from the social order and the social class that it naturally represents, it becomes simply one more ideological ghetto, angrily hunting down and kicking out those who deviate from its sectarian commandments and every now and then hurling a few mudballs at whoever passes by, and the kinds of personality it tends to attract are precisely those that are unable to work together for any serious purpose. It ceases to defend authentic tradition because authentic tradition has ceased to exist in a coherent form, and what it defends is "traditionalism." It ceases to defend authentic liberty because the rooted liberty that once pertained in the defunct social order is no longer meaningful, and what it defends is "libertarianism." It ceases to defend the people, culture, and institutions of the old order because they too have ceased to exist coherently as a fabric or have been conscripted into the new order, and what it defends is simply a pallid ghost of what was once a living civilization.

All it can do is worry over who is and who is not a "real conservative," which merely means who does and who does not let the self-appointed swamis of the Right do his thinking for him. Depending on the personal strength and success of the particular swamis that lead them, the cults of "movement conservatism" may flourish indefinitely, continue to publish their endless series of unreadable tracts and sermons to their own choirs, and actually meet the payrolls of their staffs, but no one—least of all the swamis in charge—ever expects to gain substantial power or take charge of the rudders of history.

Is there anything that can be done to cure the incessant self-destructiveness of the Right or remove the causes of its own suicidal tendencies? Probably not, as long as the "Right" insists on defining itself in terms of social and historical forces that have already lost. The only thing it can do is try to grasp the truth that those forces have lost and that what they represented cannot be restored and, instead of presenting itself as the champion of lost causes, to align itself with new forces able to challenge the established order and to do so in terms that will neither be co-opted by the new regime nor deflected by the phantoms of the old. Once in a while such a movement appears, but invariably it only excites the wrath of the "Right." It is too "populist," it appeals to Mass Man, it is too "statist," it is too "radical," or it deviates from the ideological orthodoxy of the Right in some other arcane way. Sooner or later, such a movement is either captured by its allies on the Right and simply becomes one more phone booth into which all the malcontents and oddwads try to cram themselves, or else it ignores them, wishes them a good day, and proceeds to make a little history all by itself, on its own terms and for its own purposes. But, of course, when the movement does the latter, it ceases to belong to the "Right" at all and actually begins to evolve into one of history's winners.

What the Shkreli Phenomenon Tells Us about Black Hatred of Whites

via The Right Stuff

Martin Shkreli -- worth the hate?
Just look at dat smug cracka, he gettin rich off the dying and sickness of poor black folk! And he ain’t even earned it! He just a skinny ass, weak little white boy who just raised the price of a drug so he can be rich fo eva and not have to wurk!

The hate that black people have for Martin Shkreli is driven by envy, but more importantly, the hate black people have for whiteness is driven by envy.

We are more physically attractive, smart, eloquent, and financially successful than them, and we get the white women too.

Shkreli is such an easy target.

He exemplifies all these positive white traits. He is a member of “da wun %”, he is portrayed as selfish and exploitative of the poor, and worst of all, he is targeting AIDS patients.

He is the White Devil that lives in their brains.

When I saw Shkreli’s interview on the hip hop radio show known as the Breakfast Club, I instantly realized the envy and respect the black radio hosts had for him. They hate Shkreli, but not in the way their public comments and hyperbole would suggest. If it was legitimate hatred and disgust rather than envious hatred, Shkreli wouldn’t have been allowed onto the show to begin with. A David Duke or a Darren Wilson would have never been invited because they are not enviable, they are merely just mortal enemies of blackness.

So Shkreli goes into the Breakfast Club studio and goes to shake Charlemagne’s hand, (for anyone who doesn’t know, Charlemagne is one of the moderately high IQ dindu hosts), and Charlemagne tellingly says; “nah, I won’t shake your hand, at least not until after I get to know you and see what you’re all about.”

That right there said it all.

I’ve seen this before when Peter Schiff went down to an Occupy Wall-street protest with a sign saying “I’m the 1%, talk to me” and was met with initial, obviously conditioned, negative responses and outcries, only to eventually be met by a young black who basically said; “You are too rich and hoarding wealth, but I’m an entrepreneur, can you fund me and be my mentor? Can I get your email?”

The same thing happened with Charlemagne and happens to most blacks when they are removed from the programming of the anti-white media and are confronted by a successful, intellectually superior white: They warm up to us and then they bow to us.

They always do this when they aren’t fuming with anger. I’ve worked with a number of dindu artists and can attest to this fact: They understand our superiority and they like when we give them clear, simple advice and leadership.

By the end of the radio show, the female black radio host was clearly showing a secret attraction to Shkreli, and Charlemagne was basically high-fiving him, laughing at his jokes, and patting him on the back, while still attempting to maintain some level of media composure by saying, “You kinda douchey, but I like that you came from nothin man.”

Shkreli gets more likeable by the day and if you haven’t seen his livestreams where he shuts down wild dindus, liberal cat ladies, and niggerized white chicks, you gotta check it out.

Shkreli shows us that blacks hate whites out of envy. That envy is created by a system that forces them to compete with whites, leading to an obvious cultural and social friction between the two groups, manifesting itself in the massive inferiority complex modern niggers have for whites. Succeed in your life, be honest and direct with your cultural mentality, and you will find that blacks follow whites like diamond and silk follow Donald J. Trump.

Hillary's Heartless Logo

via Alternative Right

In election campaigns – especially ones as long as the US Presidential vote – a candidate's logo is extremely important, unless, of course, you happen to be Donald Trump, when you are effectively a walking logo (as well as master of memes).

While he was still on the campaign trail handing out turtles to confused children, Jeb Bush's logo, with its big exclamation mark, was much derided for being the first actual attempt to compensate for a candidate's deficiencies by using punctuation. Over the course of that debacle, the big exclamation mark came to stand for the pizzazz and zing that the low-energy candidate lacked, until finally it just came to represent surprise that someone as hopeless as Jeb Bush would ever aspire to be president.

Feel the energy enervation.
Hillary Clinton's logo serves the purpose of all good logos, namely of being a better stand-in than the candidate herself, helping Hillary's voters to turn her in their minds from the loathsome we-came-we-saw-he-died individual she is, into a vague abstraction that won't make them vomit when they vote.

But just where did she get that design of a big phallic red arrow plunging through not one but two blue lines?

Anyone familiar with the 1980s female-fronted AOR band Heart will know the answer, as the design bears an uncanny resemblance to the cover of their 1990 album Brigade. Hillary must be a fan.

Interestingly, and with obvious relevance to Clinton, that album marked the last attempt by Heart's record company to maintain the aging group as a major act by pulling in a lot of big name writing talent and heavy promotion. With Ann and Nancy Wilson hitting their forties the game was up, and the band soon afterwards shrank into insignificance.

Another more disturbing way to view the logo is as a simplified representation of the Twin Towers being destroyed on 9-11, with the red arrow of jihad – or false flag operations – slamming brutally into the two blue towers. If Hillary represents one thing to the American voter, it is the kind of insider who would have been privy to whatever transpired that day, and would be more than likely to repeat that tactic to start whichever war she or her donor's chose.

So, a logo stolen from or inspired by aging female musicians backed up by male talent that phallically "points" to shady lizard-like goings on – not a bad choice for Hillary's logo!

Blackboard Jungle: The Lesson "Liberals" Can't Seem to Learn

via American Renaissance

This book is a first-person account by a liberal who spent a year trying to teach ghetto high school students. Its vivid accounts of how blacks and Hispanics behave make it clear that many of them are unteachable. Needless to say, the author refuses to see the problem from anything but a liberal, society-is-to-blame perspective, but the book is a grim look at what our city schools have become.

Battle for Room 314

Ed Boland begins his account with a quotation from Yankee educational reformer Horace Mann: “Education, beyond all other devices of human origin, is the great equalizer of the conditions of men.” This is a dangerous half-truth. Born in 1796, Mann was not far removed from the hereditary class distinctions of old Europe. He may have meant no more than that education can compensate the naturally gifted for not having been born into hereditary privilege.

But modest field-leveling does not begin to satisfy the ambitions of today’s egalitarians. They look to education as a force capable of compensating children for a lack of natural gifts. Like the rest of the American education establishment, Mr. Boland seems not to have grasped this distinction.

The author is an openly homosexual, lapsed Catholic from a family that dedicated its Thanksgiving nights to working in a homeless shelter: “try as we might, we couldn’t scrape the do-gooder scent off of ourselves, and we each ended up in some version of a helping profession.” For a number of years he worked for Project Advance, a charity that:
finds the most promising minority kids from disadvantaged New York neighborhoods and prepares them to excel alongside the children of the ruling class at New York private schools and New England boarding schools.
The key to the success of Project Advance is its extreme selectivity; just 200 children are chosen each year out of the 1.1 million enrolled in New York City schools. They are then put through a 14-month academic boot camp before going to school with the “children of the ruling class.”

Mr. Boland was troubled by “a nagging feeling that the program, worthy as it was, just wasn’t reaching enough kids or the ones who needed the most help.” So he left Project Advance for a job in a New York City public school, at a pay cut of $80,000 a year.

Ed Boland
Ed Boland

He was sent to serve his apprenticeship at Eugene Debs High School for Business Careers (yes, a school for budding capitalists named after America’s most famous socialist). A quick internet search informed him that “a full-blown riot the year before had led the police to establish a ‘mini-precinct’ inside the school. Tabloid articles warned of ‘dangerous overcrowding’ and a dropout rate hovering around 50 percent.” Not much more encouraging was one recent graduate’s description of the place as “a grate school” with “awsome buziness programs!!!”

Walking past the metal detectors on the first day, the author heard angry voices and hurried to see what was the matter. It turned out to be a fierce shouting match between two adult faculty members. One of them was the “master teacher” from whom the author was to learn his trade.

When Mr. Boland first stepped into a ninth grade classroom as an assistant teacher, the racial structure was obvious: “Black kids to the left, Latinos to the right, a trio of Asians near the radiator.” There were no whites; indeed, the only white among 800 ninth graders was the son of East European diplomats who were “probably clueless about the school’s violent reputation.” New York schools are said to be the most racially segregated in the nation.

The author began by eavesdropping on student conversation: “Man, those phone sex lines are a whole lot of bullshit. I’m looking for free tail and they full of hookers.” On the other side of the room, an obviously homosexual “Latino Liberace” was leading a trio of Dominican girls in “withering group assessments of the boys’ physiques. ‘Yes, girl, he do have booty, but, let’s see, is he packin’ up front? Don’t think so!’ ”

The teacher announces, “Today we start World War II,” and is immediately interrupted: “Hey, Mister, I heard Hitler was a faggot.” “Yeah. I heard he was a Jew.” “One ball in his sack, that’s all that bad boy had was one mother-fuckin’ ball,” says the Latino Liberace. “Eww, gross,” squeals a pair of girls in unison. The lesson goes downhill from there.

The author eventually gets his own ninth grade classroom–presumably Room 314–with students ranging in age from 13 to 17 (including some third-timers), and in height from 4’ 10” to 6’ 3”, and of every color except white. On the first day, their assignment was to read and discuss the school rules: “no electronics in sight or in use, no hats, no sunglasses, no gang gear, no inappropriate language, no fighting,” etc:
I noticed a couple of distracting flashes of red at the door. Then there was a dull thud, followed by a crash. Near the door he had just kicked open stood one Kameron Shields in pure renegade glory, a one-man violation of every possible rule. Above the neck alone, he was flaunting four violations: He wore sunglasses and a baseball cap over a red bandana over iPod headphones. A silver flip phone was clipped to his baggy jeans. Everything he wore was cherry red–the hallmark color of the Bloods. He turned his grinning face to the ceiling and howled “WASS … UP… NIGGAS?”
Banned accessories.
Banned from school.

Indicating Mr. Boland, he tells the class: “ ‘Hey, somebody forgot to tell this nigga that it’s supposed to go like this.’ He took his index finger and made a fucking motion into his rolled up fist. ‘Mister, it don’t go like this.’ He clumsily jammed the tips of his two index fingers together.” Somehow, the little thug had already figured out the new teacher was homosexual. Asked his name, he responded “Nemesis.”
“Well, Nemesis, you can’t just walk in here and disrupt the class like that.”
“I can’t? Well it looks like I just did, don’t it?” He had me there.
The author later learned that Kameron “Nemesis” Shields had thrown an electric pencil sharpener at a teacher’s head the previous year–an expellable offense, but the penalty was never applied.

One day the principal stopped by the author’s class to ask how things were going, and Mr. Boland casually mentioned that Kameron Shields had threatened to blow up the school. This shocked the principal, but Mr. Boland tried to reassure her: “He was only joking. He’s actually done far worse than that. He threatened to mow down Porter with an Uzi on the first day of school. I don’t think he meant that either.”

“You don’t understand,” she said. “After Columbine and 9/11, there are federal laws about this. I am mandated to report this way, way up the chain.”

And so the Department of Homeland Security in Washington, DC, was called in to make a formal assessment of the security threat posed by Kameron Shields. Cops showed up at the school, and the boy was packed off for two months to a “suspension center” in the Bronx. Efforts to prevent his return proved unsuccessful, but a couple of weeks later, a hammer with a concealed double switchblade fell out of his pocket. This time, he was gone for good.


The girls were not much better. By seventh grade, many had several tattoos and wore T-shirts with messages like “Gold Digger,” “Hot Mama,” or “I’m Not Easy But We Can Negotiate.” The author starts off The Battle for Room 314 with a vignette from his fifth day on the job, as he struggles to get a girl named Chantay to focus on her work:
Chantay continued holding court with a group of her “gurlz,” their chatter getting louder by the minute. The geography worksheets they were supposed to be completing were left untouched in a pile. I resorted to some old-school yelling: “Chantay, sit in your seat and get to work. Now!
Crack! On the other side of the room, someone had hurled a calculator at the blackboard. Two girls swayed in unison and mouthed lyrics while sharing the earphones of a strictly forbidden iPod. Another girl was splayed over her desk reading Thug Luv 2 as if she were on a cruise.
I heard Chantay’s distinctive cackle again and turned back to her. She was now standing on top of her desk, towering above me. “Chantay, sit down immediately, or there will be serious consequences,” I barked. She looked me right in the eye and screamed: “SUCK MY DICK, MISTER.”
The class erupted with wild laughter: “Man, he can’t even control the girls.” Given that physical discipline is no longer permitted, though, what is a teacher supposed to do? “If I were to go apeshit, it would show that she’d really got to me. If I underreacted, I would appear passive and invite even more trouble.” These are situations for which teachers cannot be prepared.

Once, when Mr. Boland got on the phone to call security to have a disruptive student removed from class, he listened to the ring tone for a full minute before a voice from the back of the room set him straight: “You crazy? They ain’t draggin’ their black asses up here. Think they got room service here, mister?”

The author once asked a colleague about a particularly surly girl named Yvette. The teacher told him:
In the seventh grade, the kids were spreading rumors that Yvette was a slut. Then they started calling her a hooker. We tried to stop the harassment. One day in class I intercepted a note. It said, “Yvette blows old guys for a dollar each at the bottom of the Manhattan Bridge.”
The writer of the note was punished–the author does not specify how–for spreading such outlandish stories about a classmate. Then, not long afterwards, Child Protective Services contacted the school. The note was accurate–right down to the dollar.

Underneath the Manhattan Bridge.
Underneath the Manhattan Bridge
When Mr. Boland kept one aggressive girl after class for a stern talking-to, she promptly accused her homosexual teacher of saying, “You are mighty fine, you turn me on, and I can tell you like fooling around.” Federal regulations require that even the most transparently false accusations of sexual harassment be treated seriously, so the author was forced to sit through an “exercise in bureaucratic ass-covering.”

Sometimes parents are called in to provide the discipline teachers cannot, and occasionally it works. But many parents are of no use: They work several jobs and are never at home, or are petty criminals themselves. The author writes of appealing for backup to the father of one Jesús Alvarez. The father comes for an after-school meeting and launches right into his son:
Jesús, this is a good school. People here like Mr. Boland care about you. If they toss you out of here–and it looks like they might–you gonna end up in a place like Washington High. You’d be begging the cops to take you home in the back of a patrol car from there. It would take you about a week before you’d get a buck fifty in your face [street slang for one hundred fifty stitches from a razor attack]. You get yourself right, get an education, and show this man some respect. Go stand in the hall.
Turning to the teacher, the father declares: “I’m sorry about all this. If he gives you any more lip, call me, pronto.” For once, the author felt he had scored a small victory.

He enjoyed a one-week reprieve before Jesús “came out swinging again, seemingly worse than before.” Calls to the father led only to a return message or two promising action that never materialized.

A few weeks later, a gang fight broke out after school. The author dialed 911 and began scanning the crowd. He spotted Jesús’s brother, then Jesús himself.
Searching for more faces of my students, I came across a slightly older man in a denim jacket in the middle of the crowd. He seemed out of place among the kids. As the fight escalated, he jeered and pumped his forearm, shouting, “That’s it, Nelson, show that punk-ass bitch who’s boss. Whale his ass.”
Suddenly it dawns on him: It is Jesús’s father.

The police never showed up. As a colleague explained the next day:
There were no weapons. They’re not going to bother with that shit. And you know what? As crazy as it sounds to us, that father may be trying to teach his son to survive in a hostile environment the only way he knows how. It’s easy for us to say “violence isn’t the answer,” because for us it’s not, but that isn’t an option for a lot of kids outside these walls.
In January, the author’s class got a new student: a 16-year-old boy named Freddy. He had not met the requirements for passing his seventh grade Special Ed class, but was promoted because he was getting too big for the desks. Freddy’s family consisted of
a father who was nowhere in sight; a mother in the Bronx projects with serious diabetes; and an older brother, a gangbanger, who was imprisoned on Riker’s Island for running a drug ring. Freddy had joined the family business and been arrested for dealing himself. The family’s housing situation was in serious jeopardy because of laws designed to evict convicted drug dealers from public housing. He was the sole breadwinner.
When the author asked his class to welcome Freddy, a voice from the back of the room was heard muttering: “Yeah. Be nice to that hairy criminal or he will fuck you up.”

Freddy did no work, but did not seem to cause trouble either: he would politely take his worksheet at the beginning of class, stare into space for an hour, and hand the blank sheet back at the end without even his name written on it. Then, one day:
Freddy’s cell phone spit out a loud, jarring, hip-hop ringtone in my class, and, adding to that already serious offense, he pulled the phone out of his baggy jeans and answered it. I charged toward his desk…. “Mister, please let me take this. It’s my brother calling from Rikers. It’s the only call he gets this month.” This bit of information turned the head of every kid within earshot. They were eager to see what I would do. I pulled Freddy into the hallway.
Remembering some advice to the effect that building trust with students was more important than following the rules, but not wanting to set a bad example for the other kids, the author took a gamble:
“Look, Freddy: I am not giving you permission to talk on your cell phone. But I am giving you permission to go into that stairwell for five minutes and do what you need to do.” His face surged with surprise: “Thank you, mister.” I charged back into class and tried to play tough to the crowd. “Freddy is on his way to the principal’s office. Does anyone else have a pressing call they need to take?”
When he returned to class, Freddy was so grateful that he filled out his worksheet for the first time–albeit with wrong answers. Once again, the author felt a small sense of personal triumph.

But Freddy never came back to school. The following month, during a faculty meeting, a social worker came in to explain that Freddy had been making calls at school for his brother’s drug ring.

Mr. Boland writes of a small effort to improve working conditions. Many of his colleagues faced the same problems he did, and one day they developed a plan:
If we all agreed to teach one more period every day, we could significantly decrease the size of each class from about thirty-two to twenty-five. Smaller groups would be easier to manage. We could split up some of the cliques that are giving us the most trouble. More learning would get done.
The plan was nipped in the bud by the teachers union, for fear that if teachers were willing to work more without increased compensation it would be held against them at the next round of negotiations. “But we are electing to do this,” fumed one teacher; “it’s an idea from teachers, not a demand from management,” cried another. The union would not budge.

Perhaps the most unfortunate aspect of these horror stories is that they make it so hard to educate smarter or better-disciplined pupils–and yes, they do exist. The author’s class even included a 14-year-old Jamaican prodigy interested in such questions as the reasons for the demise of the ancient Indus Valley Civilization and Sweden’s unusual suitability for socialism. The author designed a separate curriculum for the boy, but was not able to give him the attention he deserved.

Mr. Boland did not last long as a public school teacher. Shortly before the end of the year, a former colleague from Project Advance invited him to lunch and asked him to take his old job back. He turned down the offer, saying, “I can’t just quit because it’s hard and I’m struggling.”

Later, a veteran teacher named Monica asked Mr. Boland to help administer one of New York’s famous Regents Exams. The test, for 10th graders, covered two years of instruction in world history, “from Plato to NATO.” Mr. Boland noticed that some of the students spent the exam period gazing into space. Most left as soon as permitted. One boy stayed an hour later than everyone else and then handed in a single sentence: “Hitler was a bad man and hurt the good men in Englan n USA.”

As Monica tallied up the class average score of 54—the minimum passing grade is 65—she broke down sobbing. The author was stunned, and found it hard to comfort her: “This is what she had to show for two years of work?” he wondered. When he left school that day, Mr. Boland called Project Advance to ask if his old job was still available: “I dialed quickly, fearing I would change my mind.” The job was still there, and he took it.

What is to be done with students of the kind who increasingly fill our public schools? Mr. Boland proposes reforms in what is easily the weakest part of the book. His very first suggestion is more racial integration. I can sympathize with any New York teacher wanting more white children in his class, but it is stunning to find integration being touted in 2016, 62 years after Brown v. Board of Education, as if it were a hot new idea. The author clearly needs to read Raymond Wolters.

Even more eye-rolling is his final recommendation, printed in full capitals:
The author claims to have studied the work of education reformers “from the left, right, and center politically,” but none appears to have the slightest doubt about the poverty thesis. Mr. Boland seems never to have encountered the idea that ability might be largely heritable. The Battle for Room 314 is a valuable report from the trenches of public schooling, but readers will have to look elsewhere for realistic thinking about reform.

The Fall of Troy: An Archetypal Myth

via Inglinga

Myth is not a 'lie'. Myth is the Eternal Truth. Myth is an Eternal Archetype. Archetypal Myth is played out in historical events. As William Shakespeare said - 'All the world is a stage' and we are the 'actors' upon that stage. We are the actors in an Archetypal Myth. 

"Listen, people of the South,

The Word comes from the Horse's Mouth;

This land shall sink beneath the waves

So seek not shelter in the caves.

When the Silent Pool shall rise,

Storm-Clouds gather in the skies:

Raging seas crash through the Downs,

White Horses followed by the Hounds."

Wulf's Prophecy.

This part of the prophecy came after a vivid dream of a mighty crash of waters that came over the South Downs whilst I stood watching the scene from a place on the top of the Downs. I was not alone in this type of dream since others in Woden's Folk, over the years, have had similar dreams about a flood. At first I, like many others, took this to be an omen of a future flood of waters like a tsunami. But over time I came to look at this as maybe symbolic rather than literal, and this is how I see my good friend Wotan's Krieger has interpreted it in one of his posts. Looking at the above part of the prophecy again, this starts to make more sense.

Over the past few years we have seen a massive influx of 'refugees' into our country; the media have used such dramatic phrases as 'a flood of refugees' or 'a flood of immigrants', or even 'the floodgates are opened'. This has been done for effect and to attract the attention of the masses, but it is something that has also sprang up from deep within the psyche. Rather than a literal 'flood of waters' this (at this particular time) is a 'flood of outlanders'. The same thing is prophesied in Norse Myth where the 'flood' comes before the coming of Wid-Ar the Avenger - 'an ever Greater One' as the wording says. This great flood heralds the appearance of Wid-Ar the Avenger. This event happens all over Europe as we can see today, where all of the old Nations of Europe are being thrown into chaos and disorder. 

We are told in the prophecy that this is 'When the Silent Pool shall rise'; now it is some years since I have visited the Silent Pool in Surrey, but the last time I did it was totally empty, so after all the rain we have had over the last three years it is most likely that it has actually risen again. The 'Storm-Clouds gather in the skies' must refer to the heavy rains and storms that have lashed England over the past three years at least - we have had a tremendous amount of rain, far more than usual. 

The reference to 'White Horses and the 'Hounds' seems at first glance to refer to the 'white horses' or waves of the seas, but the 'hounds' seems to infer that this can also refer to the Ride of the Wild Hunt or the Ride of the Wild Army. This seems to be backed up by the reference to 'storm-clouds' gathering in the skies - connected to the Wild Hunt. 

Such a massive influx of alien peoples is set to destroy the gene-pool of the English Folk, and to the European Folk as a whole. Mass 'integration' will certainly achieve this aim (and 'aim' it is). But there is also the fact that this mass immigration and influx of 'refugees' has been brought about by the lunatic policies of attacking Muslim lands and created havoc and disorder, thus making these peoples flee into Europe. This is no accident. But these people contain elements of Muslim Extremists and Muslim Terrorists, so effectively we are allowing the enemy into our midst - they are now an enemy within......

What sort of idiots would create such a situation as to let an enemy into its own ranks? What sort of idiot indeed. This is exactly what has happened, and the future is set to be chaotic, violent and destructive due to the idiots who rule this country, and indeed the countries of Europe and the White World - these idiots are the White Traitors! The Bifrost Bridge has broken and the Hordes of Chaos have crossed into the Land of the Gods. Black Surt wields the Flaming Sword as he comes from the South. And the enemy are within.......

'Near the middle of the world was constructed that building and dwelling which has been the most splendid ever, which was called Troy...Twelve kingdoms were there and one High King, and many countries were subject to each kingdom. In the city were twelve chief languages. The twelve rulers of the kingdoms were superior to other people who have lived in the world in all human qualities...'

Edda - Snorri Sturlason.

Snorri goes on to tell us that these 'twelve rulers' were the Norse Gods. It is usual to dismiss the words of Snorri because, of course, the Norse Gods are here portrayed as humans. This may well be so, but I feel that we should not dismiss this whole thing and the links to Troy without delving further into the meaning of the name Troy. The word stems from the same root as our word 'three' and the Latin 'tri' which mean 'to twist', 'to turn' and 'to coil'. This is why the labyrinth is called a 'Troy-Town'. Hence the link to the Sacred Centre - 'near the middle of the world'. Not only does Snorri Sturlason give this mention of Troy, but various European Dynasties have all been said to descend from Troy, and here in England the ancient legend of Brutus tells us that he was from Troy. 

What is Troy most famous for? The Fall of Troy. In a ten-year siege the Greeks besieged the citadel of Troy, but could not penetrate the walls of the city. Then, from within the walls of Troy, Helen plotted with Odysseus to aid the Greeks against the Trojans. Odysseus came up with the plan of making a wooden horse, filling it with his best warriors, and getting it into the walls of the city so that these warriors could open the gates. This plan devised, the Trojan Horse was filled with soldiers led by Odysseus, and whilst the Trojans thought that the Greeks had stopped the war and retreated, and were revelling in a night of drinking, the plan came into being. The Greeks opened the 'floodgates' and let their armies into the walls of Troy. The Trojans had allowed the enemy within..... 

The rest is history - or rather Archetypal Myth. Troy fell and her peoples were massacred, all due to the letting of the enemy into their ranks. All due to allowing the enemy within. The term 'Trojan Horse' was given to a computer virus that destroys everything - aptly; allow this 'enemy within' and your whole works are destroyed. The Trojan Horse is the enemy within....What sort of idiot would allow the enemy within their ranks?

But there is a 'silver lining' to every 'cloud'. The Romans traced their origins to Aeneas who was a Trojan Leader who escaped the massacre and, aided by the gods, managed over many years to lead his followers to what is modern-day Italy. There he is said to have founded Alba Longa, and his descendants are said to be Romulus and Remus, the founders of Rome, and thus the greatest empire the world has ever known. Aeneas is said to be Wid-Ar (Vidar) by Snorri Sturlason, which is something that is of extreme importance.

Now, it seems to have been completely overlooked that Storri equates the story of Ragnarok to Troy. In the Edda he links all of the Trojan and Greek heroes to the gods, and in one piece tells us - 'What they call Surt's Fire was when Troy burned'. Maybe, just maybe Snorri Sturlason understood more of this than many give credit for, since our own times seem to prove his words correct. It would seem that Snorri recognise that the Fall of Troy was an Archetypal Myth and that this was the same Archetypal Myth as Ragnarok

What we have today is the 'floodgates' opened and the enemy rushing into our lands, a flood of peoples, many hell-bent on causing disorder and chaos, and (as we can see in various videos and accounts) hell-bent on setting the lands of Europe alight. In our own case we witnessed the events of 2011 when the cities of England burned. This was just a taste of what is to come. Surt's Fire is when Europe burns! Surt's Fire is when England burns! What Snorri knew was that the Fall of Troy was not merely a historical event, but an Archetypal Myth acted out over and over again throughout the Cycle of the Ages. And we are 'actors' upon the stage of this Drama of Life. 

It is Wid-Ar (Aeneas) who escapes the Fires of Surt, who takes the remnants of his followers and travels to another place where he founds another great Empire of the North. When Snorri equates the Norse Gods with the Greek Gods and Greek Heroes we should not take this literally, but in the knowledge that he knew that historical events are played out in Archetypal Myth. We are today witnessing the 'floodgates opening' and the 'flood of refugees' into our lands - the Trojan Horse (enemy within) has come into our lands and the stage is set for the final destruction of what is called 'Western Civilisation'. Do not mourn this, since it has to come about. What is important today is to sow the seeds of a New Creation and a New Order. Wid-Ar will escape the conflagration and he will arise as the New Folk-Leader who will lead the Fight for Freedom to the Final Victory. 

Ragnarok is the Koran-Gar - the 'Spear of the Koran' - and is the trigger for this great struggle; it is the key to understanding why this enemy has come amongst us, into the Land of the Gods. It is the key to understanding how the Myth of the Bifrost Bridge tells us that it is broken and the Hordes of Chaos thus can enter the Land of the Gods. This all happens at Ragnarok - the Doom of the Gods. The word 'doom' means 'destiny' as well as 'ending'. Wotan's Krieger came up with the idea of Walhalla and its reflection Allah-Law and again this is a key to understanding the Ragnarok since it is 'Allah's Law' (Shariah Law) that is promoted by Muslim Extremists, laws that are not Germanic Law, and thus as alien to us as Roman Law and Judaic Law. I have been criticised when using the idea of Ragnarok - Koran-Gar, but Wotan's Krieger's idea backs this up completely. 

We know that the Islamic problem is not the cause but is a symptom of what is happening; the problem has been deliberately brought into our lands. The fall of Troy was achieved not so much by the Greeks but by allowing them into the city in the Trojan Horse. They allowed the enemy within and this was done by stealth and cunning. There was opposition to the Trojans allowing the horse into the city, but their words were not heeded, as today the words of the wisest amongst us are not heeded. 

Walhalla is the aim for all those on this path, and this is a spiritual concept of extreme importance; Allah-Law is the earthly and physical manifestation of its opposite on this planet, as Wotan's Krieger has intimated. It is the 'punishment' if you like, for those who cannot accept the duty and responsibility for taking up the struggle and standing beside the gods in this struggle. Those who have taken up this great struggle will have a place in Walhalla, sitting and feasting with the gods, and training for their next 'resurrection' into the Eternal Conflict.

Today we are witness to the enfolding of the Archetypal Myth of the Fall of Troy - the Ragnarok. The Bifrost Bridge has broken and the Hordes of Black Surt from the South are flooding into the Land of the Gods. 'Surt's Fire' is the burning of Troy, the burning of the Land of the Gods - Europe. Disorder and chaos reign now throughout Europe - 'We told you so' - and now is no time to sit back and do nothing. Now is the time to get up and get active, to rally support from all quarters. There is a growing youthful movement here in England that appears to have arisen at the Eleventh Hour, at the crucial time when all seemed lost and when nationalist movements were in disarray and the regime in power had gained control of the 'opposition' too. 

"World Peace? I mock your empty words,

This land will fall by Fire and Sword...

The Mighty One, nursed of the dew,

Scorned by the mass - held by the few;

An e'en Greater One shall come,

When the Wolf devours the Sun."

Wulf's Prophecy.

This section now seems to be coming clearer and clearer, and is indeed in complete order of what is happening. The Fenris Wolf swallows Woden at the Ragnarok, but this is the trigger for Wid-Ar to appear, to rip open the Jaws of the Wolf, and to allow the resurrection of the Spirit of Woden. Woden thus appears, not as the old wily wizard, but as Wid-Ar the Avenger, the Warrior-God, the Warrior Hero riding a White Horse and carrying the White Dragon Banner of Germania. 'The Sun' is here symbolic of Woden, but it is also interesting to note, again using the Ragnarok-Koran-Gar/Walhalla - Allah-Law idea that the spelling that I have used - Wid-Ar is reflected by Ra-Diw, and that 'Ra' is the Egyptian Sun-God and 'Diw' is a spelling used by the Welsh for 'God', a word cognate with Tiw

"When all seems lost, all hope is gone,

Then shall arise The Hooded One: 

When the Silent Pool shall rise,

Stars align o'er Northern Skies"

Wulf's Prophecy. 

Woden is The Hooded One and The Masked One and we see today the influence of Woden in various manifestations of the fight back against the happenings here in England and Europe. The Silent Pool features twice in this prophecy, both times within the bounds of this section of the prophecy. This has to be the key to certain hidden secrets within this work. The term 'Silent', of course, is given to Wid-Ar! He is The Silent God because he does not speak, he meditates and contemplates. Again, here we may have a symbolic meaning rather than a literal meaning, and the 'Silent Pool' should thus be taken as symbolising Wid-Ar the Silent. 

The Silent Pool is fed by a natural spring which wells up from the Earth; Wid-Ar is the son of Woden and of Grid - the Earth-Force. Wid-Ar arise from the Inner Earth where the Gods moved after the Great Catastrophe. This is why in Hindu and Tibetan Lore the Last Avatar comes from Shambhalla which is within the Inner Earth. 

"The Milky Way our galaxy,

Born at the Centre of the Tree;

A Man-Child - Virile Warrior,

Son of the Wolf, the Mother bore."

Wulf's Prophecy.

Here we have a reference to the Milky Way and the 'Centre of the Tree'. The 'Greater Wolf's Jaws' are a constellation centred around the centre of the Milky Way Galaxy, around the Womb of the Mother. The 'Centre of the Tree' may well be a reference to the Centre of England which in my studies is Banbury Cross. I have shown before how the name 'Banbury' stems from Beran Byrig of which the 'beran' means 'to bear', which is a concept always linked to the Sacred Centre. The Banbury Cross is a very powerful spot and it has come to my knowledge that it has begin to emanate a Great Power at this time - a power associated with Ingwe. (I will not reveal more here since this is something I was told by a WF Comrade.) 

The above is a photo of the Sun Symbol associated with Banbury; I am here inclined to see this as the Black Sun since this can be found in another section of the Wulf's Prophecy.

Banbury is the Branstock Oak or Barnstock Oak which is the central Oak Tree of the Wolsunga House. This is of extreme importance since this represents the Seventh Sword of Wayland - Albion - which unites the Tribes of Ingwe. The Wolsunga Tribe is the Divine Tribe of Woden, directly descended from the god Woden, and saved from extinction through the intervention of Frigga. This is the Centre of the Tree mentioned in the prophecy. 

At one level, the most secret level, Wid-Ar is Ingwe. They share the same Archetypal Myth in some ways, and are similar (though not quite the same) archetypes. The Destiny of Ingwe is now unfolding, as prophesied in Wulf's Prophecy. Many years ago a secret ritual was performed which entailed taking the Power of the White Dragon from Dinas Emrys in North Wales (Fortress of Emrys) down to Banbury Cross, where a talisman containing the White Dragon was placed. This power was centred at the Sacred Centre of the English, at the Mighty Oak of the Wolsungas. Here is the place where the Sword of the Wolsungas was first plunged by Woden, and removed by Sigmund, then reforged by Sigurd the Wolsunga. 

"Son of Woden - Son of Earth,

The Womb of England shall give birth:

The Child of Light shall wield the Sword,

From out his mouth shall come The Word."

Wulf's Prophecy.

We have the mention of the 'sword' wielded by the Child of Light, the 'Son' - Ingwe (Wid-Ar). Also, as the Silent God he sits in meditation and contemplation, until at the right hour he springs into action - he utters The Word. 'In the beginning was the Word' - this implies a New Creation. The disorder and chaos that we witness also has a hidden meaning, a meaning that comes clearer using ancient symbolism. Ingwe, as Wid-Ar the Avenger, will utter The Word that will set into motion a New Creation. The Old Order will give way to a New Order. But significantly, the old must give way to the young, Woden now becomes the Young Warrior-God, renewed and vital. This time will bring the Final Victory - the End-Sieg!

The 'waters' or a 'flood' have always been symbolic of a regression to a formless state, i.e. a state of Primordial Chaos. Water cleanses and purifies. This is a symbol of the cleansing and purification process, in this case a Purification by Fire. This is a paradox. INRI - 'All of Nature renews itself by Fire'. This is not just a dissolution but a preparation - a preparation for a New Creation. This will entail a rebirth to a new form. This is symbolised by the two runes Lagu and Ing, which come together in the rune-row. 

"Wolf's Jaws engulf the Hanged God,

The cycle ended by the Dog;

The Blue Star shines bright in the sky,

The Hanged God now he must die."

Wulf's Prophecy.

The 'Wolf's Jaws', as I have said, is the 'Greater Wolf's Jaws' that look over at the Galactic Centre, ready to swallow Woden as the 'Hanged God'. The 'death' of the 'Hanged God' results in his resurrection as Wid-Ar the Avenger. This cycle is thus 'ended by the dog' which may refer to the Fenris Wolf, or it may refer to the 'Dog-Star' - Sirius. The latter seems to fit with the Blue Star which is Sirius, one of the brightest stars in the night sky. The Fenris Wolf is an Agent of Destruction and offspring of Loki the Joten. Here this force is perhaps the Hordes of Black Surt that come into the Land of the Gods. We are bang on target with this part of the prophecy.

"At the Centre of the Tree,

The Black Sun shines for all to see:

Through the Triangle shall come

Wid-Ar - the Avenging Son."

Wulf's Prophecy.

We are back to the 'Centre of the Tree', and if this represents the Galactic Centre this is symbolised by the Constellation of Cygnus the Swan which is in the Summer Triangle. This seems to represent the Galactic Birth of the Last Avatar, directly linked to the Sacred Centre of the English at the Beran-Byrig (Banbury Cross). Banbury Cross represents the Cross of Fro-Ing (Ingwe). This point connects to the Black Sun of the Inner Earth. 

"The Hallowed One, bearing The Word,

He who wields the Broken Sword:

Forged anew by Wayland wise,

Whose sparks light up the Northern Skies."

Wulf's Prophecy.

This is a reference to 'The Hallowed One' - Helgi H (Spirit 88). He will wield the 'Broken Sword' reforged by Wayland the Smith. Again, we have a reference to The Word and thus to a New Creation. This also hints at the hidden meaning of Wid-Ar breaking his silence and uttering The Word of Creation. This is connected to Hama-Heimdall who blows the Gjallarhorn which is symbolic of a New Creation. We find this symbolism in the 'Angel Gabriel'. In the Tarot Card The Last Judgement we find the symbolism of the 'Horn-Blower' also, significantly, the Cross of Fro-Ing (English Cross). 

As we see in this card, the Horn-Blower awakens the dead, in this case the Dead Heroes - the Einheriar. What we are seeing today is the awakening of the Spirits of the Dead Heroes who are arising in the English Youth (and the Youth of Europe) and who have resurrected to take up this struggle at the Eleventh Hour. Note the significant number '20' which is in Roman Numerals - XX - the Sign of Ingwe. 

"Sent by the Gods to kindle war,

Helgi wields the Flaming Sword;

The Wolfing leads a Mighty Force,

Mounted on a pure White Horse."

Wulf's Prophecy.

World Peace is broken and the Gods send HelgiH to kindle a War against the Joten. HelgiH - The Spirit 88 - wields the Flaming Sword, which is clearly the same as the Broken Sword, and is the Sword of the Wolsungas. Like the White Krist he rides a White Horse - which is also a symbolism of Romulus and Remus as the Divine Twins. 

This effectively ends this section of the Wulf's Prophecy, but it shows how this part is full of meanings that are today coming clear, and more precisely coming forth. Surt's Fire can also be seen as symbolic and here I am led to the newer prophecy The Prophecy 88 in which the Fire of the Black Sun of the Inner Earth melts the Eternal Ice and frees the Sleeping Goddess (Idunn), who then brings forth The Avenging God. 

The Destiny of Ingwe is today enfolding and the key to this is the Gift of Ing - the Spear of Woden. This is the Gar-Rune (G-Ar) and represents the figure of Parsifal (The Divine Fool) who wields the Spear of Woden and destroys the power of Klingsor. The White Dragon is centred around the Sacred Centre of the English at the Banbury Cross - the Cross of Ingwe. This is the time when the Wild Hunt will ride, a time of chaos and disorder, a time of trial by fire, and a time of destruction-to-recreation. The Spear of Woden is the weapon of the One-Eyed Hunter-God who leads the Wild Army of the Dead Heroes. This is the TIME OF THE WOLF!