Showing posts with label nationalist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nationalist. Show all posts

Friday, November 9, 2018

Civic Nationalism Is Dying a Slow Painful Ugly Death

I'm back on Twitter and it's just embarrassing.




It's as if American "liberals" and "conservatives" are in a contest to see who can be more egalitarian and globalist -- in other words, more leftist -- and the conservatives are just determined to pull ahead. 

Candace Owens (the less said about her the better) has not mentioned the abject failure of #BLEXIT in her Twitter feed despite multiple tweets @ her showing that bar graph everyone has seen by now that breaks down votes per party by gender and race. Of course 90% of blacks voted Democrat. Of course in many races where the candidate was black they voted Democrat at 95% and up. Blacks and Hispanics vote by tribal affiliation. Whites are the only people who don't, at least not to that extent. If we were smart we would, but cold weather made us evolve big smart brains and come up with ideas like individualism and egalitarianism and now we can't help but fuck ourselves over. 

There is absolutely nothing we can do that is going to make black and Hispanic voters go to the polls and vote for ideas. It is simply not going to happen. And we can't win them over by being nice. This country cannot possibly give them anything more than we already have. The pandering is utterly futile and honest blacks just roll their eyes at #BLEXIT. 

I saw a Gavin McInnes video where he's talking to Alex Jones about what a huge awesome deal Blexit is, and he says something like, "Oh there were HUNDREDS of black people gathered there. It was huge!" Hundreds. I got embarrassed for him watching that video. I get embarrassed every time he talks about race because it's like he's forcing himself to be naive. He repeats the same tired talking points over and over -- I'm a libertarian so I don't have to think about race! I believe in a meritocracy -- and it reminds me of Stephen Colbert back when he was playing a cringey boomer on The Colbert Report saying, "I can't see race. I'm color blind." 

Deep down, I think the alt-lighters like Gavin and even some of the Boomers like James Woods see what's actually happening -- how could they not? bar graphs are super easy to read -- but they just can't let themselves swim out past where their feet can touch. It's too scary to dive into the deep end, and I get why. It's disconcerting and faintly awful to be called out as a racist. 

At first. Then you sort of get used to it. Then you sort of don't care. And then you decide that it's just a word, and it's a word that has purposely been imbued with power. All your life you've been conditioned to believe that word contains all the evil in the universe. And then you ask yourself why that is.

I would like things to be other than they are. I would enjoy joining hands with people of all colors and frolicking upon a hillside in the morning dew. But reality is reality, facts are facts, and there will never be a #BLEXIT from the Democrat party. The longer we wait to accept this, the closer we get to being a minority in the countries our forefathers built and died for.

In 10 years or so nationalism will be an extremely mainstream position for white people in America, and by then it will probably be late to affect any change democratically. Maybe not in 2020, but pretty damn soon, we will be unable to elect a Republican president because there won't be enough white people to vote Republican. Then we'll have to pull a #WHEXIT, and white people interested in taking the country back will have to split from the GOP and form a white identitarian party. By then the Deep South will be South Africa and the Southwest will be Mexico and white people will be cowering in Montana, Idaho, Utah, Kentucky, etc., stroking their AR-15s and wishing they had listened to those creepy "Nazis" instead of Laura Ingraham.

Monday, October 29, 2018

Hello Again

A few days ago I needed a picture of myself for a gig and I didn't have one, so I googled myself, and what I saw sent me into a deep depression for a couple of days.

I had avoided searching my own name since the events of last April, and I was pretty shocked at what I saw.

After I got over the anger and sadness, I felt sort of liberated. My name is "ruined." I am a famous Internet Nazi, so I no longer have to hide, at least online. I have made this blog anonymous, but barely, and eventually I will probably name names and go into detail in this blog that will "out" me. It doesn't matter, does it? When you google me, there it is: "white nationalist." The only thing that would make it worse is footage of me goose-stepping into Poland.

Real life is a different story. We are moving out of state soon, and once I'm among new people who don't know me, I'll go by a different name. In a few years when my children are old enough to make friends, the last thing I need is some curious parent googling me and ruining my children's lives as well. They shouldn't suffer for my decisions.

The main thing I want to say about the events of April is this: I do not apologize. If you came here hoping for an apology, I hope you feel horribly disappointed.

Despite the headlines, I don't really consider myself a "white nationalist." And I told the journalist that. She ignored it because like most journalists she is a dishonest thug. But I think "white nationalist" is narrow. White people don't have some exclusive right to a homeland. All people deserve a homeland, and white people shouldn't be an exception.

As for the unsavory tweets everyone had hysterics about: get over yourself. It's called gallows humor. I know for a fact that behind the scenes of the prolife movement there are people making dead baby jokes and rape baby jokes. It doesn't make them monsters. When you think about something horrible day in and day out, you have to make jokes about it or you'll go insane.

I don't hate any race. I don't particularly care about race mixing. I don't want to murder your mixed race baby. I don't like Hitler. I am not a Nazi. (Pretty sure the only actual Nazis left are like 94 and live in Argentina.) I don't believe in slavery, Jew-gassing, genocide, or coercive eugenics. I have no swastika tattoos.

I am not an intellectual. If you're looking for a High Priestess of the Alt-Right, you've come to the wrong place. I am, as always, a seeker. I care about the truth. I mess up all the time. I've changed my mind about important things. With this exception: despite what you've been told, I have always moved right. Ever since I began this journey back in 2006, I have moved right consistently. What "right" meant was not always clear, however, hence the two years I spent as a confused libertarian.

I am just a person who believes that it's okay for Japan to be Japanese, and it's okay for India to be Indian, and it's okay for France to be French, and it's okay for America to be American. It's not only okay. It's good. It's proper. I believe "American" means something more than "my feet are now touching American soil." A nation is not just some dirt. It is a people. It comes from the Latin natio, meaning birth. A nation is a people, and for most of our history the people of this nation were mostly English and Dutch. (According to my DNA results, wouldn't you know it, I am 51% English or Irish or Scottish, and 20% Dutch.) Then in 1965 Congress decided on our behalf that we needed some other races in here, for complicated reasons I may go into in another post.

Here's a thing: before 1965, the largest movement of human beings occurred when India and Pakistan split into separate nations, and 14 million people crossed over national borders. Since 1965, 130 million people that we know of have emigrated to the United States. According to military historian Dr. Martin van Creveld that is the largest movement of peoples ever recorded. He also notes that massive migrations are, without exception, accompanied by war, either before or after the event, but usually both.

If it makes me a vile racist to have a problem with that, then I guess I am a vile racist? But what I think it actually makes me is a regular old person. I don't hate anyone on earth. But I love my people. And despite what weirdos like Jordan Peterson might tell you, there is not only nothing wrong with feeling racial affinity, it is wholesome and good. We love it when black people love being black. Nobody gets butt-hurt when a Mexican yells "Viva la raza!" But when white people say they like being white, feel good about their race, or even posit that maybe "it's ok to be white," it literally becomes a national headline.

The truth is, She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named handed journalists at HuffPo and elsewhere a double whammy on a silver platter when she doxxed me: they got to discredit the prolife movement and catch a real-live Nazi. And as we all know, Nazi-catching is now the primary business of journalists.

I have more to say. Much more. But I'll leave it at this for now: if you are sympathizing with any of what I'm saying, you have nothing to be ashamed of. Much to fear, unfortunately, but nothing to be ashamed of. Caring about your nation and your people is not hatred. It is wholesome and good and natural. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise, because they're lying.