Browsing Twitter after the latest non-White slaughter of White people has become depressingly mundane, this time we prayed for Nice, this time last week we prayed for Dallas, where we pray for next week is down to the coloured people, it always is these days. Richard Spencer posted a graphic video of the dead bodies in Nice before the French police wrapped them in blankets and those strangely futuristic tinfoil style body bags. What interested me was the manner in which the victims, particularly the men, were dressed. To be blunt about it, will Europeans become subjugated, slaughtered and raped out of existence while attired in Nike flipflops and matching chino shorts and polo T-shirt combo?
It’s perfectly understandable that a White man expects to be able to walk down the promenade with his woman and his child to enjoy the national holiday, the fireworks and the sense of patriotism which goes with that and not expect to see his family run down or shot, that he can walk with his family unarmed and unprepared for any kind of aggression against himself or his loved ones. He takes it for granted, he might argue it is his ”Right” to do so.

But when was such a Right ever given or promised?

We’ve seen something similar in Sweden recently, young Swedish women expected to be able to attend music festivals in high summer dressed in tight shorts and T shirts, blond hair flowing, sweating and slightly drunk, they expected to be able to have a ”good time”’ without ever being raped or groped and aggressively fondled. They too would argue that it is their Right to be allowed this freedom, and again the question should be asked…

But when was such a Right ever given or promised?

A life of safety and security is not a given, it has to be earned. When a Frenchman sits down to sip a glass of wine and gaze adoringly upon his family as they watch the fireworks he’s enjoying the fruits of centuries of struggle against the races of the world, and even the nature of life. He belongs to a breed of man that overcame the odds, faced the struggle and conquered the forces aligned against him. Today’s European has never really struggled for anything or against anything and he expects the brown and black forces of chaos to remain in their Third World slum, if he only likes the right pages on Facebook and pretends to agree with the fast talking liberal on television, then all will be well.

You Get This For Free

Our enemies think of White people living lives disconnected from struggle and hardship as ”White Privilege” the problem with White Privilege theory is not that we have it but that we do not have it.

The argument could be made that the Swedish people are incapable of struggling against the rising tide of colour because, living in their rather isolated and wintry wonderland, they’ve become too ”altruistic”. Similarly, there’s a fat parrot in New Zealand called the Kakapo, eons of isolation left the bird overweight, flightless and rather docile, when the rats and cats and stoats arrived the Kakapo was nigh on wiped out. Europeans spent more time and energy saving the Kakapo than they so far have on saving themselves, and unlike the Kakapo, nobody will be coming to remove the rats and stoats for the Swedes, they’ll have to do it for themselves.

The French and Nice in particular have very different story to tell, Nice faces the Mediterranean and beyond that the African continent. A century ago a Frenchman could sit on the same promenade where a little French girl was run down yesterday, he could sip his wine knowing that the Muslim threat to his family was so small as to be irrelevant.

Firstly, Nice itself contained garrisons of French soldiers, the people of the African continent barely had the means or ability to actually travel across the Mediterranean but even if they did there were French warships patrolling the waters. The people of North Africa were unlikely to pose any threat to the French because they were colonized by the French who ran their affairs for them, mainly in the interest of the French themselves. Brute force and self interest allowed Nice to flourish and indulge in High Culture and architecture, not egalitarian pipe-dreams.

This Must Be Earned

European aristocrats flocked to the Côte d’Azur and quite often ventured into Africa, an aristocratic White woman could buy trinkets and take notes of the primitive culture of the locals and the Muslim men would know to cast their eyes down, merely looking at White woman the wrong way would likely see him have his face smashed in with the butt of a rifle. That is White Privilege, and it’s a moral imperative.

The great irony is that Europe’s great cities are in large part monuments to past glories, strength, vigour and will, but the Europeans themselves have had such traits sapped out of them via Judeo-Marxist mind tricks, the ability to walk around with your family in safety is a consequence of strength, when the strength leaves so does the safety.

The present tumult does, however, offer a chance for European men to regain their strength and vigour. After the Third World invasion has been repelled and reversed, and after the traitors have been tried and hanged, then, then, the Frenchman can claim the Right to sip wine and watch adoringly as his wife and little girl innocently enjoy the fireworks display which is celebrating ”The Great Repatriation” he can tell himself ”I earned this, I helped make this possible”.

He can say ”We Triumphed in the End”.

A great show with Millenial Woes and Morgoth of Morgoth’s Review.

I was pleasantly surprised to see Radiohead return with their weird, and strangely addictive, brand of angst laden introspective ambient rock. Listening to music which could, understandably, be deemed miserable and depressing has often struck me as a particular and peculiar European pass-time. What bands such as New Order or Joy Division or Nirvana or Radiohead are actually singing about is by the by, they tap into a latent melancholia which has always existed in the European soul, which European musicians, whether modern or classic, have always explored.

A brief glance at the titles of Radiohead’s songs and albums over the years reveals quite quickly where they are coming from-Fake Plastic Trees, Paranoid Android, Fitter Happier, Climbing Up the Walls, How to Disappear Completely, Life in a Glasshouse, Ok Computer, Sail to the Moon etc. Radiohead are exploring the isolation, atomization and malaise of post-modernity, the internal struggles, the dark cloud of feeling the world, and our lives on it, are superficial, that it simply ”shouldn’t be like this!” wrapped up within lead singer Thom Yorke’s emotional falsetto vocal and copious dollops of melodic brilliance.

The typical Radiohead song conjures an imagine of an obese slob who watches reality television between random bouts of wife beating, the wife being a soulless dead eyed tramp who has no dreams or longing beyond mobile phones and consumer junk. Our slob, in a one-time only moment of self awareness, steps outside himself and contemplates the dead animals which he ate without thinking, his shit job, the wars being carried out in his name which he doesn’t understand and then, allowing a solitary tear to trickle down his fat cheek, it dawns on him that when he was a boy and pure of heart, he dreamed of so, so much more.

So where is all of this stuff coming from? what drives Radiohead intellectually? what sits behind all those cryptic lyrics and lashings of operatic existential angst?

Thom Yorke describes reading Noam Chomsky’s ”Manufacturing Consent” as a ”Formative Moment”. According to Chomsky privately owned mass media, high finance, the Military-Industrial Complex and the political class, all co-operate and compliment each other in achieving convergent goals. This is ”The System” and The System has reduced the masses to a Kentucky Fried Chicken munching horde of farting retards, spoon fed ”Wars on Terror” as the last hummingbird on earth chokes to death on the noxious gasses created by the furnaces of capitalist production. Or as Radiohead put it:

concerned

an empowered and informed member of society

will not cry in public

less chance of illness

tires that grip in the wet

a good memory

still cries at a good film

still kisses with saliva

no longer empty and frantic

like a cat

tied to a stick

that’s driven into

frozen winter shit

calm

fitter, healthier and more productive

a pig

in a cage

on antibiotics

There’s obviously a good bit of meat for the Nationalist to enjoy in this interesting brand of Left Wing thought, though it doesn’t tell us anything we didn’t already know. The problems appear when we delve into precisely who, or what, is actually at the heart of The System. The System, for these thoughtful Leftists, is self perpetuating, who runs it or why isn’t important, it is the structures and power centres which drive it, regardless of who operates its control mechanisms. It spreads and grows because it must spread and grow, it’s more like The Borg from Star Trek or Islam, it’s a virus, its purpose is to perpetuate itself. You will note that this is not the same as the far more moronic and poisonous doctrines of White Privilege Theory peddled by the more recently birthed SJW school of Leftism. Indeed, it’s quite reasonable to assume that The System itself created the SJW movement to misdirect an awakening citizen-consumer as to the identity of The System’s operators.

Too Many Woods, Not Enough Trees

Any Nationalist worthy of the name should be able to cut through these Leftist webs with consummate ease.Why, if The System is simply a means to gain more power and resources and consumers, why then is it so paranoid about one relatively useless patch of desert scrub in the Middle East? To be fair to Chomsky he has been highly critical of Israel and neo-conservatism in general. He’s asked that the Holocaust be made open to public debate. But only Nationalists look deep into the inner core of The System and see, and speak, and create amusing memes about, who or what is there, and as we know, it’s members of Chomsky’s own group, the Jews. The suspicious White Nationalist mind might even go so far as to accuse Chomsky of brushing the footprints of his people out of the snow…

My issue with Radiohead is that they’re pouring heartfelt and very White emotions, melancholia and empathy into a dead-end created by the same group who, ultimately, are responsible for the creation of The System which has created the misery of the world, the misery and despair which Radiohead articulate so well.

Why weep for a tree frog when Norwegian children born today will be a minority by early adulthood? a change which The System has forced to occur within just 3 decades, a change which will overturn at least 10,000 years of history! That is the ambient rock power ballad I want to hear and it isn’t a million miles away from where Radiohead, or other thinking Leftists of this hue, are now intellectually.

Our people will never find salvation in universalist ideals because you cannot possibly defeat a power structure which imposes universalism with yet more universalism. If we establish that nature and the natural is more spiritually fulfilling than crass materialism then why not go further, why not bring it all the way home to the human and then on to the ethnic and racial and understand that we are part of nature and should be treat as such, yet for ((some)) reason the intellectual Left has no problem with introducing the equivalent of the tree frog and the scorpion into the Irish countryside if we idiotically call them social constructs. And so the destruction of The System rolls on, crunching over everything of value like a tank over skulls. There is no way out of the labyrinth of modernity for the Leftist mind, they’re trapped.

Or are they?

One of the new songs from the latest Radiohead album ‘A Moon Shaped Pool” the aptly named ”Daydreamer” features Thom Yorke wandering aimlessly through houses, streets, car parks and alleys, it’s their standard theme of the atomized individual going nowhere without purpose. The video ends with Yorke scrambling into mountains and finally resting in a snow cave, he has escaped, but he is not yet at home there.

From a strictly musical perspective Lau Nau, a young woman from Finland, is not that far from Radiohead, she deploys a similar melodic and vocal structure to Yorke, she isn’t as technically accomplished as Radiohead, few are, but she has escaped the labyrinth of The System, her music is not a damning critique of modernity or being a consumer drone, she’s passed beyond it, she’s returned home, she’s an Aryan girl in a snowfield.

Has the girl in that video read Chomsky’s work? probably not and nor should she, it’s all junk compared to the purity of spirit, the embodiment of natural innocence and belonging she seems familiar with.

And Radiohead? perhaps, just perhaps they and others like them will, one day, find their way out of the maze of modernity, but until then, we can appreciate their postcards from the heart of The System.

On Tuesday the Guardian carried a piece by an Asian which was originally called “Please, no more smug articles by white people leaving London.” The Guardian seems to have lost its nerve and renamed it “London’s super-diversity is a joy. Why would you ever want to leave?” – but you can still see the original title in the URL bar. So riffing on the ”Diversity is a code for fewer white people” memes this Asian, who is called Aisha Mirza, seems to be looking beyond that, once whites are fleeing in their 100,000’s, as they are from London, then diversity gets a promotion and is called ”Super Diversity”. Super Diversity, Aisha tells us, was a term coined by somebody called Steven Vertovec.

London is super-diverse. Steven Vertovec coined that term in 2005 to describe a kind of rare and messy diversity that I have never seen anywhere else – a space where so many different cultures and so many different experiences of those cultures exist in such close proximity. I like the idea of super-diversity, but it is still only another term made up by a white man to describe brown people in London. For me, London is the smell of Pakistani cooking through the window of a Haringey council house, it’s the reggae coming from my neighbour’s garden and it’s a primary school newsletter translated into 11 languages.

I definitely do not wish to push the idea that London is some sort of racial safe haven. We have got so, so far to go, and so much racism and abuse to drag from underneath the carpet, and that is why I need to be here. The smells and the songs are familiar here, and I am in close contact with people who look a little bit like me and are angry about the same things. I can exist, for the vast majority of the time, without being looked at and without reacting to that look, without questioning myself, and without being the only brown person in the room.

I feel the comfort of London peel away whenever my train pulls out of King’s Cross and the threat of overt racism is increased. A few years ago, I walked into a pub in Cornwall with my then boyfriend, who was white. A man at the bar asked him “What’dya bring that in here for?” referring to me (and before you go into overdrive searching for an alternative meaning to his statement, let me save you time: it’s because of the colour of my skin). Outside London, I am put immediately into a position of defence. This is something my white counterpart will never understand. That is why when I read the headline: Live in London? No thanks, I’m happier in Bath, I couldn’t help but laugh. Good luck to you, and the majority white population that will greet you there.

If you want to leave London, or you feel you have to, then go my sweet friend. But please, not another smug, reductive article about fleeing this capitalistic nightmare for somewhere you can work three days a week and grow your own vegetables. Not another article that ignores so much about what a place like London, a place where black and brown people live and have claimed spaces, brings to some of us and that is not attainable elsewhere.

So what Aisha is getting at here is, she, as a non-White, feels more secure and at home with other people who are non white, but when White people display the exact same tendency toward ethno-centrism as she does they are closet racists and deserve scorn and sneering articles about them running to live a Hobbit type existence in the leafy, and still White, Shires. Aisha also mocks the White Flight cliche of running off from the diversity while by making excuses of ”Better schools” and ” fresh air”, knowing full well that if white families stated the truth boldly ”I’m getting the wife and kids out of here because it’s a Third World slum and we hate it” she and her army of non-White interlopers, as well as the entire establishment, would destroy that white person for being racist.

Aisha’s final paragraphs are dripping with hatred:

Go back to the home counties. Go, and here’s what will happen. A few months into your new life you will realise that you haven’t seen a black person in a while, but you will still describe your new city or village as diverse to anyone you speak to because there is a Chinese restaurant and a cluster of guest workers. Sometimes you and your friends will discuss diversity while you’re drinking wine together in the garden but most of the time you will forget about it. Your beautiful white children will go to schools full of beautiful white children and the rest of the world will validate you and them forever. That is not the way I experience the world and it is not the way I want to. That is not the way my body moves through it.

I’m staying behind with the women who are fighting this government for accessible social housing in the places they grew up and know the taste of. We need to fight for better realities in London. Fleeing the only place we can call home is not the answer.

In actual fact London is not the only place you can call home, for an Asian who prefers to be around non white people Africa and Asia are what Steven Vertovec might call ”Super Duper Mega Diverse” they both being inhabited by billions of non-White people, it is White people who are fleeing the only place they can call home and they won’t be safe forever in the Shires either, their schools are already being deemed ”Too White”. White people miss not seeing brown and black faces in the same way they miss mosquitoes or Delhi Belly after a trip to Aisha’s part of the world.

Here is your true home, Aisha, just look at the Super Mega Diversity, and just imagine how safe you and all of the non whites will feel…