When Hope Seems Nearly Gone

The result of Hardy’s management was that Tom made a clean breast of it, telling everything, down to his night at the ragged school, and what an effect his chance opening of the Apology had had on him. Here for the first time Hardy came in with his usual dry, keen voice, “You needn’t have gone so far back as Plato for that lesson.”

“I don’t understand,” said Tom.

“Well, there’s something about an indwelling spirit which guideth every man, in St. Paul, isn’t there?”

“Yes, a great deal,” Tom answered, after a pause; “but it isn’t the same thing.”

“Why not the same thing?”

“Oh, surely, you must feel it. It would be almost blasphemy in us now to talk as St. Paul talked. It is much easier to face the notion, or the fact, of a demon or spirit such as Socrates felt to be in him, than to face what St. Paul seems to be meaning.”

“Yes, much easier. The only question is whether we will be heathen or not.”

“How do you mean?” said Tom.

“Why, a spirit was speaking to Socrates, and guiding him. He obeyed the guidance, but knew not whence it came. A spirit is striving with us too, and trying to guide us–we feel that just as much as he did. Do we know what spirit it is? Whence it comes? Will we obey it? If we can’t name it–we are in no better position than he–in fact, heathens.” –Tom Brown at Oxford

 While in prison awaiting execution, the hero of Shakespeare’s Cymbeline, Posthumus Leonatus, has a vision of life, love, and a glorious future that does not make any logical sense, considering that he has been sentenced to death. Yet, he decides to believe in the vision:

Tis still a dream, or else such stuff as madmen
Tongue and brain not; either both or nothing;
Or senseless speaking, or a speaking such
As sense cannot untie. Be what it is,
The action of my life is like it, which
I’ll keep, if but for sympathy.

What is our faith if it can be seen? That type of faith is not faith. Satan always works on mankind through the pride of intellect. And he seldom fails, because man,

…proud man,
Dress’d in a little brief authority,
Most ignorant of what he’s most assur’d
His glassy essence, like an angry ape,
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven
As makes the angels weep; who, with our spleens,
Would all themselves laugh mortal.

Satan played Adam and Eve for suckers by telling them they were too intelligent to believe in a fairy tale about a tree of knowledge. And they ate thereof, because who wants to be stupid? The entire history of the Christian church, which is the history of the European people because they are the Church of Christ, is one of back-sliding to the “intelligence” of Adam and Eve. When I think well of the ancient Greeks, I think of Sophocles and Aeschylus, whose works were heartfelt pleas for a personal Savior who was more humane than their pagan gods. When I think ill of the ancient Greeks, I think of Plato, Aristotle, and the Greek philosophical tradition. That tradition is not Greece. That philosophical tradition, which was picked up by the Christian churchmen, is the ‘pride of intellect’ tradition of Satan, which tells us that the Christ story is a stupid fairy tale that only idiots believe in. Those two opposed traditions have always been at war within the mystical body of the church. All brave souls must fight that battle – to adhere to the foolishness of God or to adhere to the wisdom of men. That is the question. One road leads to His Father’s house while the other leads to hell. By the latter half of the 20th century, it looked like the European people were no longer capable of resisting Satan’s appeal to their intellectual pride. What they had to be so inordinately proud of escapes me. What were the achievements of the 20th century Europeans? Did they produce a Rembrandt? A Handel? A Shakespeare? No, but they did produce total war, legalized abortion, sexual license, negro worship, and every other evil under the sun that goes with liberalism. But of course those evils pale in contrast to the great good that science has wrought – how can we call a culture evil that has given us microwave ovens, automobiles, and computers?

By the 21st century it was, as the businessmen say, a done deal. There was almost – we’ll come back to that ‘almost’ later – complete agreement that the ‘smart’ way, the way of Satan, was the right way to proceed. The liberal left has institutionalized the ideals of the French Revolution with the negroid race at the center of their utopia of equality, in which the ‘more equal’ colored races exterminate the unequal white race. The supposed opposition to the liberal left are the conservatives and the alternate right. But the conservatives want to conserve a moderate Jacobinism, which is an entity that never has been and never can be, while the alternative right wants to go back to the pagan, Celtic, Nordic, Greco-Roman ‘glory’ days of Europe. Even if such a return was possible, it would not be desirable, because the final word of the great poets of antiquity was that life, without a personal savior, was not worth living. But the return to genuine paganism is not possible for the European. Something happened in between the pagan twilight, celebrated by Yeats, and the 21st century, the century of institutionalized Satanism. The in-between? It was the enthronement of Christ in the hearts of the European people. That enthronement, which has been rejected and denied by the modern Europeans, is still an obstacle to the alternative righters, who want to be happy pagans. They can’t be like unto the real European pagans, because of Him. So what do they settle for? They become, like their leftist cousins, rationalized pagans. They have made a conscious rational decision to invoke their Celtic, Nordic, etc. past, devoid of the God-Man, who is the only reason we should care about the pagan Europeans. The real European pagans were not rationalists, and the best of them left paganism to bend their knees to Christ.

The pride of intellect tells the modern European that he must not bend his knee to anything or anyone. Then why does the leftist liberal genuflect before the negro? And why does the alternative righter bend his knee to reason divorced from the human heart? It’s not the act itself, the bended knee, that is wrong. It is to whom or what we bend our knee. Our people, when they were a people, bent their knees to Christ. Why are we ashamed of them for that submission? I honor them for it, and I kneel as they knelt.

Nikos Kazantzakis, the author of The Last Temptation of Christ, was surprised and hurt when Christians accused him of writing a blasphemous book. He told his Christian critics that he had written the book with a sincere respect and love for the person of Christ. But Kazantzakis could not overcome his rationalism. Yes, he revered the man Jesus Christ, but he did not believe in Christ’s divinity, he did not believe in the God-Man, just as the devotees of Jesus Christ Superstar did not believe in the God-Man.

Whether you betray Christ with a kiss, as men like Kazantzakis and Judas did, or you betray Him with an outright condemnation like Caiaphas, in both instances you have betrayed Him. And that is the essence of liberalism in all its guises. Liberalism is about the betrayal of Christ. All the blather in organized Christianity, which is an adjunct of liberalism, about the racist Europeans is just that – blather. It is a blather used to cover up the new Christ-less Christianity, which is the Christianity of Judas. Our people of ancient times got it right. They worshipped the living God in spirit and in truth. When we reject them, we reject Him. Christianity, minus the European hearth fire, is not Christianity any more than an embalmed corpse is a human being.

Our journey as a people, the Christ-bearing people, is embodied in Europe’s (and therefore the world’s) greatest painter, Rembrandt. In his early years Rembrandt was a very good artist. He did the traditional Christian paintings in imitation of the other great Renaissance painters. But in his later years, Rembrandt’s vision deepened. He no longer painted universal, abstract Christ and Madonna figures. He painted what he saw in the Gospels and his heart – he painted the Christ of the European hearth fire, a God-Man who was “wounded for our transgressions” and “carried our sorrows.” Rembrandt places Christ amongst His people, where all loving hearts can find Him. Anthony asks the Romans why they refuse to mourn for Caesar. Why do we, who once loved a man, a God-Man infinitely greater than Caesar, refuse to abide with Him in that European inn of Emmaus?

I go back and forth on my favorite Dickens’ novel. It is Pickwick Papers when I’m reading Pickwick Papers and it is Little Dorrit when I’m reading Little Dorrit. It’s almost impossible to choose a favorite from the Dickens’ library. But if I was forced to pick one and only one, that one novel would be Great Expectations. I would choose Great Expectations because of Pip’s journey from darkness to light. He desperately wants to be a gentleman. And when he has that status thrust upon him he is at the lowest level of existence. He is ashamed of his home, his hearth fire, where there was Christian love and warmth, because the world considers Joe, the man who reared him and loved him, a simpleton. Later, Pip is ashamed of Magwitch, the man who, in loving gratitude, made him a gentleman in the eyes of the world. When Pip passes from that disgust and loathing of his home and Joe and Magwitch, he is able to love where he ought to love and see our Savior. My children know how much I love that scene in the prison when Pip tells Magwitch that he will stand by him, so they always let me read it when we come to that part of the book: “I will never stir from your side,” said I, “when I am suffered to be near you. Please God, I will be as true to you as you have been to me!” And then comes the death of Magwitch, when Pip, like the European people of happy memory, leaves the darkness of pagan selfishness and goes into His world, the world of divine love that passeth all understanding. “Mindful, then, of what we had read together, I thought of the two men who went up into the Temple to pray, and I know there were no better words that I could say beside his bed, then ‘O Lord, be merciful to him a sinner!’”

We must come home to Ratty’s river, to Stevenson’s land of story-books, to Joe’s forge, and to Dingley Dell farm where the Pickwickians celebrate Christmas. They are all European homes and as such they are sacred, because He, our Lord and Savior, dwells there. Let us remember our divine intuitions: we are from and of sacred Europe, the land of story-books that tells us about our true home, where the King of Story-land lives. The twilight of paganism marked the dawning of Europe. Why have we chosen to return to the darkness of paganism? Where is life and love if it is not and never was incarnate in sacred Europe? If we go deep, if we stand with the people of the Christian European hearth fire, we will not worship negroes, Moslems, or any modern theory of government or religion. We will worship the one true God in spirit and truth. When the apostles’ hearts burned within them on the road to Emmaus, they asked the Lord to abide with them, “for it is toward evening, and the day is far spent.” Are we smarter than our ancestors who also asked the Lord to abide with them? Has modern science, psychology, and computers made the Savior, the Christ of the European hearth fire, unnecessary? Only if we have given up our humanity, which seems to be the case. But there is that ‘almost’ I spoke of earlier. There seems to be no faith left on earth, but the Christian heart looks past what seems. Narnia, which is Christian Europe, did exist once. And because of that ‘once upon a time’ Europe, we believe, on faith and faith alone, that there are still Christian European hearts somewhere in this rationalist-pagan darkness. Our honored dead, who are not dead, speak to us still. Our Lord will not leave us comfortless. I love the ending of Humperdinck’s Hansel and Gretel opera: “And when hope is nearly gone, God’s relief to us will surely come.” +

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The Shroud of Liberalism

“You bid me seek redemption of the devil.” – Measure for Measure

There have been practicing psychiatrists who were professed Christians. And there are professed Christians who use the terminology and ‘insights’ of psychology in their work. But we should never lose sight of the fact that psychology is a system created by an atheist to explain existence from a purely biological standpoint. Freud thought faith was a mental illness that had to be eliminated before the patient could be ‘healthy.’ Subsequent psychiatrists have sugarized Freud and allowed patients to keep their faith — “if it makes you feel good and doesn’t hurt anyone” — but the atheistic assumption of psychology has remained the same: Christ the Savior is a figment of the Europeans’ imagination.

Like most of Satan’s attacks on the Christ-bearing race, psychology came to us dressed in the benevolence of science. Mankind now had a tool to alleviate the suffering caused by mental illness. But what if ‘mental illness’ is caused by something called original sin, which can only be alleviated,  but not eliminated, through the mediation of the Man of Sorrows, who those old ‘clinically insane’ Europeans thought was the Son of the living God? In Shakespeare’s will he states, “I commend my soul into the hands of God my Creator, hoping and assuredly believing, only through the merits of Jesus Christ my savior, to be made partaker of life everlasting.” What a sick man! Why did Ben Jonson think that “he was not of an age but for all time”? Psychology has shown us that he is not for our enlightened age.

Psychology comes to us as an advance, but it is really a return to paganism. The Europeans, through psychology and other such scientific mumbo-jumbo have returned to the paganism that always lurked in the dark holes and corners of Christendom:

“To be resolved into the elements,” said the hardened atheist, pressing his fettered arms against his bosom; “my hope, trust, and expectation is that the mysterious frame of humanity shall melt into the general mass of nature, to be recompounded in the other forms with which she daily supplies those which daily disappear, and return under different forms—the watery particles to streams and showers, the earthy parts to enrich their mother earth, the airy portions to wanton in the breeze, and those of fire to supply the blaze of Aldebaran and his brethren.—In this faith have I lived, and I will die in it!—Hence! begone!—disturb me no farther!—I have spoken the last words that mortal ears shall listen to!” – Quentin Durward

Quentin Durward is horrified when the gypsy expresses his faith in a natural world, devoid of God. But in the 20th century that faith became the faith of the European people. Some years back I saw a 1950s movie called Houseboat, starring Cary Grant and Sophia Loren. In the movie Cary Grant is a widower who has rented a houseboat to get closer to his children. Sophia Loren is an heiress in disguise who is running away from a planned marriage. She becomes Cary Grant’s maid. Who wouldn’t hire Sophia Loren for a maid? Of course the story has a fairy tale ending, and Cary Grant and Sophia end up as husband and wife. But the movie makers had no right to place a fairy tale ending onto a ‘family movie’ that celebrated atheism. In the middle of the film, Cary Grant consoles his son, who can’t accept the death of his mother, by throwing a glass of water into the river. “You see,” he declares, “your mother is still there, she has just been changed.” What comfort. That is the express faith of the blasphemous gypsy, “to be resolved into the elements.” The heroes in the European fairy tales do not respond to existence with the faith of the blasphemous gypsy, they believe in the sure and certain hope of the resurrection of the dead through our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

In bygone times there were some strict religious sects that refused to use the same terminology for the days of the week as the rest of the European people, because the terminology was pagan in origin. And there are still some Christian sects who refuse to celebrate Christmas for the same reason. We don’t need to be that rigid in our use of psychiatric terms, but we should be inflexible as regards the essential nature of psychology. It is a tool of the devil. We cannot react to existence with a spirit informed by psychology. I bring all this up because the term ‘death wish,’ first coined by Malcom Muggeridge in 1979 in his article, “The Great Liberal Death Wish,” has come up again as the anti-French Frenchmen are preparing to vote for the death of France. The vote has been called a death wish. Is it? If you look at life through the exterior eyes of the psychiatrist, you will always believe a lie, because the psychiatrist does not see the spiritual dimension of life. He only sees delusions that are good or bad depending on how they help the patient cope, in a positive way, with life. The French liberals who are preparing to make France a Moslem nation do not have a death wish. They have a life wish. They cannot live without faith, and they have placed their faith in the French Revolution which has become the faith of our modern liberals who worship the father – abstract reason, the son – the negro, and the holy ghost, which is science. That faith will surely result in the liberals’ death, and our death as well, but death is not what the liberals desire. They desire the death of all whites who refuse to acknowledge their trinity, but they live with the hope that they – who are black, pure black, inside – shall be spared the wrath to come. Their liberalism is the mark on the door that will let the angels of death, the colored barbarians, know that they must be spared. Of course they won’t be spared, but they believe they will be spared – that is their faith. They will see the triumph of their savage god, and they will dwell in the house of their lord forever.

The neo-pagans are like the ancient Jews. They reject the liberals’ savior, but they have embraced abstract reason, which is the father, and science, which is the holy ghost. They tell the religious Jacobins that they are mentally ill, they have a death wish. Surely they must see that the Moslems will destroy their France, their England, their Belgium, etc.? No, they don’t see. They are blinded by faith, a faith in Satan and all his works. How can the blind lead the blind? The neo-pagan does not see that men do not live by bread alone. You will never get liberals to turn from their faith if you express your opposition to them in purely secular, psychological terms. Is the appeal to the Christ of faith any more practical than the neo-pagans’ appeal to the liberals’ self-interest? It might be equally non-effective, but the religious appeal is, in contrast to the neo-pagans’ appeal, based on reality. Christ was incarnate in every European nation before every single European nation, in one form or another, made the ethos of the French Revolution their guiding light. When we bid the European people remember and love their past, we bid them build on something real, a faith that can supplant their unholy faith in the negro.

If we use the language of psychological mumbo-jumbo in the way the Christian Europeans used words like Thursday and Friday, as figures of speech without any deep consequence, it would not be of any significance. But that is not the case. The language of psychology has become “sermonic” — the modern Europeans, conservative and liberal, believe in the psychological world more than in the world of the antique Europeans. It is words such as soul, redemption, and Christ that have lost their significance in this our modern age. It will be better for France if Le Pen, rather than Macron, wins the upcoming election just as it was better for white Americans that Trump defeated Hillary. But we cannot ultimately put our faith in elections. Neither Le Pen, Trump, or any other leader of the Western world has repudiated modern, Jacobin democracy, which is the strong right arm of the new paganism. If we place our faith in that system and the psychological, scientific mindset that goes with that system, we will cease to exist as a people. Our biological extinction will follow our spiritual apostasy, because the body cannot survive without a spiritual center. Freud isolated reason in order to cure. But reason, isolated from the human heart, cannot cure; it leaves man, poor “unaccommodated man,” alone in the storm.

Psychology was not new, as Freud claimed, it had its origin in medieval scholasticism. The scholastics also thought that they could isolate reason from the sinful human heart in order to “help” human beings. But where is it written that reason is the final moral authority on this earth? What if our reason is also tainted with original sin? Man is not God, but there is God in man. God planted His image in man and that image became flesh and dwelt among us in the person of Jesus Christ. When we go to the depths of our heart, with the sure and certain hope that He is at the center, we will not be at the mercy of the new paganism. We will be men and women like unto the antique Europeans; we will love and hate with human hearts connected to His divinely human heart.

When the ancient Europeans embraced Christ, they went from death to life. Now that the modern Europeans have rejected Christ, because they see only Christ crucified and not Christ risen, they have returned, through the negro and philosophical speculation, to what they hope is a life-sustaining faith. The new paganism will fail just as miserably as the old paganism, because the European cannot be sustained by pagan rationalism or by the pagan blood faiths. The liberals’ “death wish” is a life wish that stems from their new faith. Satan has been encouraging the Europeans to seek death in the name of life ever since Christ made the European people His champions. Tempted and tried, the antique Europeans resisted Satan, while the modern Europeans have succumbed to Satan. Lincoln was correct when he stated that the white Europeans on the American continent were engaged in a great civil war between the forces of democracy and the forces of reaction. But Lincoln was on the wrong side. The forces of democracy represented the new paganism, the rationalist paganism of the French Revolution that was placing a shroud over all of Europe. That shroud is held together by the ‘science’ of psychology and faith – faith in the sacred negro and all the auxiliary gods of color. To invoke psychology (“you have a death wish”) in the war against the liberal Jacobins is to seek redemption of the devil. Let our opposition to the new paganism be like unto Alfred’s opposition to the old paganism – “By the Cross we conquer.” If we invoke the Cross, not as some magic talisman, but in the same spirit that we pray, “Our Father who art in heaven… ,” we will be part of the European counter-revolution, which is the only war worth fighting. +

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The Homeless Europeans

Kent. Alack, bareheaded?
Gracious my lord, hard by here is a hovel;
Some friendship will it lend you ‘gainst the tempest.
Repose you there, whilst I to this hard house
More harder than the stones whereof ’tis rais’d,
Which even but now, demanding after you,
Denied me to come in–return, and force
Their scanted courtesy.

Lear. My wits begin to turn.
Come on, my boy. How dost, my boy? Art cold?
I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my fellow?
The art of our necessities is strange,
That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel.
Poor fool and knave, I have one part in my heart
That’s sorry yet for thee.

The Tragedy of King Lear

Looking at events from a ‘this-world-only’ perspective, Robert E. Lee was a loser. He blew it — instead of making the enemy waste men and resources chasing him all over the South, he decided to take it to the enemy at Gettysburg, and he lost. “For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, ‘It might have been’.” And yet Robert E. Lee was, until quite recently, a beloved figure in the South and a respected figure in the North. Why did the southern people love a loser? The Southern people loved Lee because he had white pietas. He placed his sword at the service of his people despite the fact that his chance for worldly success was with the enemy of his people. The Southern people realized that Lee had given all a man can give to his people and they loved him for that noble sacrifice, despite the fact that he was not victorious on the battlefield. Such was the greatness of the Southern people of the Civil War era — they looked past the surface of life and saw existence from the inner eye of a Christian heart. From that perspective Lee was victorious and so were his people.

The troubling aspect of the neo-pagans’ and conservative nationalists’ reaction to the Syrian bombing is not that they objected to it. It is probably a tactical error just as Lee’s decision to take it to the enemy at Gettysburg was a tactical mistake. What is troubling is the way the neo-pagans and the conservative nationalists have voiced their objections to the Syrian bombing. They have, in no uncertain terms, demonized Trump. And that is not how you should respond to the only president since Teddy Roosevelt who has shown the slightest bit of white pietas. Trump’s pietas, like Teddy Roosevelt’s, is tainted with Americanism, but he does have a remnant of that which is and always shall be the cornerstone of a truly white nation. I don’t for one second think that Trump can mount a white counter revolution from within the confines of our satanic democratic system, but the small modicum of white pietas that Trump possesses, which has also taken hold of some of his supporters, is the spark of white humanity that needs to be turned into a unquenchable counter-revolutionary fire.

It is up to the white leadership to fan the flames of the counterrevolutionary fire, not to put it out. By accusing Trump of betrayal and other dark movies – “He is in the pocket of Israel” — the self-anointed white leaders are attacking white pietas in the name of a mind-forged formula for how to govern the neo-pagan way. You can be theoretically right and yet be wrong if you do not take the human element in all political decisions into account. For example – when Cortés had to go back to Spain to give an account of his actions he told his lieutenant Pedro de Alvarado that he did not want him to interfere with the Aztecs’ blood rites. The Spaniards were outnumbered 10,000 to 1, so it was not tactically wise to try to stop them from performing their ‘religious’ rites. But when the Aztecs performed their ‘religious’ rites right in front of the Spaniards, Cortés’ lieutenant attacked the Aztecs. It was tactically unwise, but who can condemn him? He was a man who held that the charity of honor was all in all.

Trump has stated that he bombed Syria because Bashar al-Assad was using chemical weapons on women and children. If that is so, and why should we doubt it, then Trump is following in the footsteps of Cortés’ lieutenant. There are times when a man of honor acts, not according to tactics, but according to that charity of honor. Am I in error? Have I projected an honor code onto Trump that is a mere figment of an overwrought, quixotic imagination? It’s possible, but still that is what I see. In any event there is a larger issue here. Even if I’m wrong about Trump, that doesn’t change the fact that it is white pietas, which is grounded in the Europeans’ faith in the Christ of old Europe, that will save the European people. Neither a return to classical liberalism nor a heavy dose of neo-paganism will stop the extermination of the white race by the religious Jacobins.

White pietas is grounded in love of family, love of race, and love of Christ. The non-white races do not have pietas. They do not love family, race, and Christ. They worship themselves and desire to extend the power of their family and their race, but they do not love, they do not have pietas. Nor do the liberals have pietas. In fact, they hate all Europeans who have not renounced their families, their race, and their God. The liberal wants to return to paganism, but he cannot return to paganism via his own people. The Christ of Europe always gets in the way. So the liberal must destroy all things European in order to return to the paradise of the pagans. Abstract reason, which the French Jacobins placed on a throne in the person of a prostitute (perfect symbolism), became the liberals’ means to an end – the destruction of the white race. Thus the liberal in all his guises always refers to a rational process rather than to the honor code of the European when he wants to effect change, because his mind-forged process leads him away from white pietas and toward the kingdom of Satan on earth.

When Shaw, the socialist, read Dickens’ novel Little Dorrit, one of the great Christian works of literature, he did not see Christ in the novel, he saw a defense of socialism. Likewise, when a Thomist reads Shakespeare he sees Shakespeare the Thomist, and when a liberal reads Shakespeare he sees Shakespeare the liberal humanist. All of life must be referred to the exterior eye if you belong to that class of liberal Europeans who think that love can be put into a golden bowl and wisdom in a silver rod. The distinctiveness of the European people was not their brilliance, their ability to invent mind-forged systems: their distinctiveness as a people was that they saw life through the inner eye of the heart, and because of that inner vision they became the Christ-bearing race.

I do not see an awareness of the distinctiveness of the European people or an awareness of the necessity of white pietas in any of the modern movements within liberalism. The mad dog liberals within the church and without have gone over to the unholy trinity of abstract reason, the sacred negro, and science. The more conservative Protestant sects have made an abstraction of Christ and turned to the Jews as their guiding light. And the traditionalist Roman Catholics have placed their faith in rites while eschewing the heartfelt faith of the European people. I once asked a traditionalist priest what he thought of Chateaubriand’s “I wept and I believed” defense of Christianity. He did not think it had any validity, he thought it was pure air. But is it? If their hearts were wrong, namely our European ancestors, and if St. Paul was wrong when he told us that it was the heart that mattered, then where are we, who are we, and wither do we go?

I must come back to that charity of honor, which comes from white pietas. Lee had it and so did Cortés’ lieutenant. And we must regain it if we mean to save our souls and restore our people. Throughout the world the white race is being attacked because the colored barbarians and the liberals hate the Light of the world. If we, the European people, renounce white pietas, haven’t we also renounced the Light of the world?

In Shakespeare’s Henry the Fourth, Part 1, Falstaff delivers his famous dissertation on honor:

‘Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, ’tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? What is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o’ Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. ‘Tis insensible, then. Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I’ll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon: and so ends my catechism.

Is honor, the white man’s honor, a mere word? It can be abused, it can be used as an excuse to fight over nothing, but at the heart of that mere word is Christ. We must have that charity of honor. The enemy knows that honor is white and therefore honor is racist. In a recent interview, the Jewish reporter who had publicized the ‘racist’ remarks that the baseball player John Rocker made to him in private, was asked if he felt any remorse for betraying Rocker’s confidence and ruining his career. The reporter said he felt no remorse because honor was a white man’s concept and therefore racist. By betraying Rocker the reporter felt that he was being virtuous. And so he was, from the standpoint of liberalism. But who is the founder of liberalism? It is our ancient foe. It is all so blatant now. Everything connected to old Europe, to white pietas, must be eradicated from the face of the earth. We all die in the body eventually. That is our biological destiny, but must we give up our souls and die spiritually? We can’t renounce white pietas, for therein lies our honor, our people, and our God. The race war is the war against principalities and powers, and we dare not, we must not, side with the principalities and powers of this world, which are aligned against the Light of the world.

Our spiritual home consists of our race and our faith. There is nothing for us outside of the European hearth fire. We have been told, for over a century, that if whites love their own people they are guilty of racism, which is the unpardonable sin. And that pernicious heresy has entered the souls of white people throughout the world. We must purge the fear of racism from our souls. And the purification of our souls begins when we love the people of our racial hearth fire who saw beauty on the cross. +

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There Are None So Blind

He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not. – Isaiah 53: 3

When I was five I had my tonsils removed, because in the 1950s doctors had decided that tonsils were unnecessary. And my parents were not ones to oppose the doctors, who were the good guys, the men of science. I remember the metallic device used to anesthetize patients coming down over my face, and I remember struggling to get off the operating table, but I have no memory of the operation. Of course that is the purpose of an anesthetic – we are not supposed to be conscious during a major operation. If the patient was conscious, the pain would be too great and he would kick up a fuss, which would make the operation difficult, at the very least, and quite possibly cause it to completely fail without the anesthetic.

As with my tonsils, so it was with the faith of the European people. Before removing the faith of the European people, it was necessary to give them a moral anesthetic so that the pain of the operation would not make them resist and cling tenaciously to their faith. Without the moral anesthetic, the liberals would have found themselves in the same position vis-à-vis the people as Socrates. He upheld the ‘dialectic’ against the gods of Greece, and as a result he was ordered to drink that Hemlock cocktail.

I was brought up to believe that Socrates was the good guy and the Greeks who sentenced him to death were the bad guys, but Socrates was guilty as charged. He was undermining the people’s faith in their gods, by placing abstract reason above the gods. He was, as Richard Weaver points out in his book Visions of Order, “attacking an ultimate source of cohesion in the interest of a doctrine which can issue only in nullity.”

Socrates thought he served the highest truth – abstract reason. Was he correct? Was his, “I am brilliant because I know that I know nothing,” pose really superior to the Greeks’ racial memory of a personal God? If you are committed to a purely biological view of existence, you will never credit any of the pagan Europeans, be they Greek or Nordic, with a dim recollection of the one true God, but if you read the pagan poets you see, in such poets as Aeschylus and Sophocles, that they did not reject the pagan gods because they were incarnate gods and therefore ridiculous, they rejected the pagan gods because they were insufficiently humane. The poets looked to a personal God above the gods, who was divine and human. Abstract reason can never fulfill man’s need for a personal God. The Romans made abstractions of the Greek gods, and the people turned to the mystery religions, which featured personal gods of sex and blood. When Christ entered history, the Europeans embraced Christ, while the non-Europeans stayed with the religions of sex and blood, which were and always shall be at war with Christ and the Christ-bearing people.

In his Confessions, St. Augustine reveals that the biggest obstacle he faced on his journey from paganism to Christianity was the Socratic obstacle. He thought the pagan philosophers were smarter than the Christians. If we read Augustine’s City of God, in which he denies the possibility of a Christian civilization, we can see that Augustine never fully overcame the rationalist taint. What happens when that taint, through the medium of St. Thomas Aquinas, becomes the Church of Christ? Then abstract reason rules and the European people are left alone in the day of battle. They no longer see reason as a sword to be used in the defense of their heart’s passion, they see abstract reason as an end in and of itself. And with that vision – or better to say, with the absence of vision – they are sans hope, sans faith, sans honor and all that makes life worth living.

Abstract reason cannot stand alone; it must have the support of the heart. Robespierre became aware of this, which is why he modified his original atheism and tried to have new religious festivals based on the new-old nature religions. Kevin Strom of neo-pagan fame, also became aware of the insufficiency of abstract reason, so he recommended that white people invent a new religion. “Oh, what fools these mortals be.” Is it really so crystal clear that Christ be not risen? Why is it so clear? Because abstract reason tells us that the dead do not rise? Unamuno’s assertion is apropos: “Reason is a liar and a whore.” So why should we accept the word of a liar and a whore?

In the modern age, the post-French Revolution age, there are two types of Jacobins. There are the Jacobins who realize you must morally anesthetize the people before you can get them to let go of their Christian past and embrace a new religion, and there are the Jacobins who think that abstract reason alone can be the people’s guiding light. The first type, the religious Jacobins, have won the day. They have made negro worship and the brave new world that goes with that new religion the moral anesthetic that has killed white people’s will to survive as a people. Indeed, why would you want to survive as a people when the Jacobin churchmen and the elite men and women of Liberaldom tell you that sin and damnation are white, while heavenly beatitude is black.

The rationalist Jacobins who have stuck to abstract reason alone, the neo-pagans and the white nationalists, have not fared as well as the religious Jacobins. As Kevin Strom realized, rationalism alone cannot supply the Promethean fire to defeat the satanically possessed. But you cannot create a religion for utilitarian reasons; a religious faith comes from the vision in a man’s heart. If his heart is empty, that man is at the mercy of those who have something in their hearts. We are reminded again of the words of William Butler Yeats: “The worst are full of passionate intensity, While the best lack all conviction.”

The religious Jacobins hate Christ and his people with passionate intensity. How can the rationalist Jacobins combat that hatred? What or whom do they love enough to fight to the knife for? The answer is nothing and no-one. They cannot love whom they should love, the Son of God and the antique Europeans, so they do not have the passionate hatred that is necessary to defeat the religious Jacobins and their temporary allies, the legions of colored barbarians.

The various conservative nationalist groups, which are not really conservative because they don’t want to conserve Christian Europe, keep trying to tell white people what should be obvious to them: The liberal elite want their blood, and they plan on getting it through the noble black savage. Why can’t white people see the obvious? Because people see what they want to see. The conservative nationalists, such as the late Samuel Francis and John Tyndall, offer the white grazers a non-religious Jacobinism. They offer them abstract reason without faith, which is the equivalent of performing a major operation without anesthetizing the patient. In contrast, the religious Jacobins offer the white grazers the moral anesthetic of negro worship and its attendant utopian benefits of sporting events, church services, and the approval of the powers-that-be. The white grazer will never give up that religion, despite the fact it is a false religion that will lead to his death in this world and his perdition in the next, because he needs a religion and has no other religion to turn to. The non-religious Jacobins of the alternative right can beat the drums of white nationalism until their hands bleed and their ears turn deaf, but they will never, by virtue of abstract reasoning, convince the white grazer to give up his faith in the new Christless Christianity, which is negro worship, any more than they can convince a man to have heart surgery without being anesthetized first.

The negro cannot reason – he has only a certain animal cunning – and the oriental does not have years of Christianity in his blood that compel him to use his reason for something else besides his own selfish ends. But the European is different – he cannot chose not to reason; he has the capacity. But he cannot – he is constitutionally incapable of it – use his reason only for selfish ends. I’m not talking about the lowest common denominators of our race – there are always exceptions – but I am talking about the white everyman. The white man must have a religion that is not solely centered on self. It must appear altruistic. If you say that the white man is proud of his altruism, I would agree with you, but nevertheless we must see that the need to be altruistic is part of the white man and we must deal with it. Abstract reason is a poison that kills if it is not put at the service of a passionate heart devoted to Christ. You cannot isolate reason from the heart in order to avoid the evil passions of the heart as the scholastics did, nor can you isolate reason from the heart and make reason a god, as the alternative right does. And finally, you cannot kill the life-sustaining Christian instincts in the European heart and replace those instincts with the love of all that is base and ignoble, which is what the religious Jacobins have done.

It’s all quite biblical and quite tragic. Despite the fact that the liberals have made it clear that they intend to exterminate the white race, the white grazers are too spiritually blind to see the truth. And the rationalists on the conservative side of Jacobinism have no way of stirring the hearts of white people. They can’t inspire white people to rise and ride, because they themselves have no faith.

It must be all or nothing. Either we leave the worship of the negro and the worship of our own intellects behind and embrace Christ, who is the morning star of Europe, or we perish. Our Lord, speaking through the prophet Isaiah, told His people, when they had “removed their heart far from me,” that He would do “a marvelous work and a wonder: for the wisdom of their wise men shall perish, and the understanding of their prudent men shall be hid.” Christ is not to be found among the wise and prudent, He is to be found in the passionate heart of that poet of charity, St. Paul. And He is to be found in the hearts of the European people who made St. Paul’s vision their own, while rejecting the counsel of the wise and prudent who worshipped nature and reason.

Nothing has changed: we still struggle with the same forces of darkness that St. Paul struggled with. The cruelty of the nature religions and rationality without faith have been fused together in liberalism. When the Europeans reject negro worship and rationalism, they will once again know what it means to be the Christ-bearing race. Until that time the dark shadows of death and decay will spread over all of Europe. But nothing is written. The European people do not have to worship the negro and reason themselves into oblivion. Who compels us to take the moral anesthetic? The church men? The liberals? Yes, they do compel us to take the gas. But we were born of His blood and of His heart; we don’t need their moral anesthetic, because “He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed.” +

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Ponies, Politics, and the Eternal Romance

This brings us to the necessity of concluding that the upholders of mere dialectic, whether they appear in this modern form or in another, are among the most subversive enemies of society and culture. They are attacking an ultimate source of cohesion in the interest of a doctrine which can issue only in nullity. It is no service to man to impugn his feeling about the world qua feeling. Feeling is the source of that healthful tension between man and what is – both objectively and subjectively. If man could be brought to believe that all feeling about the world is wrong, there would be nothing for him but collapse.

– Richard Weaver

Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this?

– John 11: 25-26

Once, after returning from a work-related trip, my oldest daughter, who was only four at the time, burst into tears upon my return, despite the fact that I had brought her what I thought was a nice present. It was quite some time (about two years) before she told me why she had cried. She cried because I had not brought a pony home with me. Now, we lived in the city and had virtually no yard. And I never told her I was going to bring a pony home for her. But she loved ponies, and in her mind daddies were supposed to give their daughters their hearts’ desires. My daughter is grown now, but I’m still not sure if I’ve ever been completely forgiven for my failure to bring home a pony.

The conservative nationalists’ reactions to Trump’s early days in his presidency remind me of my daughter’s reaction to my failure to bring home a pony. Trump is being treated as a great betrayer for breaking promises he never made. He never said he wouldn’t act militarily when he thought it was in the nation’s best interest. He never said he was going to stop all Moslem and Mexican immigration, and he never said he was going to do anything to change the negro-worshipping essence of our nation. As regards the Syrian bombing, I’m willing to trust Trump’s instincts over the libertarian reasoning of Rand Paul and his ilk. And regarding the Moslem, Mexican, and negro issues – I would like to see all Moslems, Mexicans, and negroes evicted from this nation and every other European nation, but I can’t blame Trump for breaking his promises to me, because he never promised to evict the Moslems, Mexicans, and negroes from the United States.

I think the neo-pagans’ and the white nationalists’ disappointment in Trump is rooted in their belief in the false Messiah called the democratic process. They have invested all their faith, which is a ‘this world only’ faith, in democracy. And they have done so despite the fact that the great Christian conservatives, such as Burke, Shakespeare, and Anthony Jacob insisted that no European nation could survive as a democracy. Even the pagan Greeks, whom the neos and the conservative nationalists admire so much, did not believe in democracy. The much lauded Athenian democracy was not a modern democracy. Only white, male property owners had the vote. And even that democracy would not have survived the Persian wars if the Spartans, the men from an aristocratic military society, had not defended the pass at Thermopylae while the rest of the Greek city states squabbled.

The neo-pagans and the white nationalists are disgusted with Trump. I have a different view. He has exceeded my expectations. That is because I never looked on him as anything other than a rear guard. He has saved some white lives through executive orders on abortion and immigration, and he is trying, without the support of the Republicans or the Democrats, to build the wall. What more can we expect? Does anyone in the ranks of the neos or the conservative nationalists seriously think there is anybody else who can do better than Donald Trump? What Trump has done is nothing compared to what must be done if whites are to survive as a people. But Trump has done everything that can be done within the confines of our modern democratic system. So stop the overblown rhetoric about Trump’s ‘betrayal’ and start thinking about the destruction of democracy. That, not the demonization of Donald Trump, should be the white man’s concern.

The intangible called ‘sentiment’ is at the root of the conflict between the mad-dog liberals, the neo-pagans, the white nationalists, and the Christian Europeans. The mad-dog liberals, the neo-pagans, and the white nationalists think Christian Europe is sentimental mush. Whereas I get all sentimental and teary-eyed over books like Beside the Bonnie Briar Bush and Dickens’ Christmas Carol, the mad-dog liberals get all sentimental about the negro and the other colored races. And the hard-eyed ‘realistic’ thinkers in the ranks of the neo-pagans and the white nationalists – what do they get sentimental about? They get sentimental about democracy, think tanks, and white people’s brain cells. The latter group can fool the Christian European, at least for a time. You assume they must love the antique Europeans because they seem to be opposed to the mad-dog liberals, but then you discover that they, like the mad-dog liberals, think the antique Europeans were full of the wrong type of sentiment – they didn’t have their priorities straight. But is it possible to be a white neo-pagan or a white nationalist while hating the Christian Europeans of old Europe? That is like a literature professor I knew. He claimed to love the works of Dostoyevsky – except for all the “Christian rot.” How can you love Dostoyevsky and hate the “Christian rot”? The essence of Dostoyevsky is his love of Christ, just as the essence of the European people, when seen at their height, was their love of Jesus Christ. How can you sneer at that love and profess to be pro-white?

Very few of us can live on the higher plane of existence for very long; we must come down to the mundane world. But the antique Europeans lived their mundane lives with the vision of that other realm, a spiritual realm, before their eyes. That is the difference between the antique Europeans and the liberals – be they mad-dog liberals, neo-pagan liberals, or white nationalist liberals. All three groups, and the splinter groups connected to them, want the mundane world to be the only world. But what if there is another world? What if the Europeans of sacred memory got it right? Is there something greater than negro worship and the democratic process? Our people, when they were Christians, thought there was.

It will take great men to defeat the liberals and the colored barbarians. And great men do not come from the democratic process. The New Right, the white nationalists – call them what you will – are all process-analysis men. They want to make reality and abstract reason into one entity, because they think they can win the battle of abstract reason. But what if reality and abstract reason are not one entity? What if abstract reason is an unreality? All the warring European clans – the mad-dog liberals, the white nationalists, the neo-pagans, the conservatives, etc. – have left the culture of feeling, honor, and romance behind and entered into an abstract world devoid of feeling, honor, and romance. The mad-dog liberals are winning the war of the new age abstractions, because they have embraced a personal God, the colored savage, to preside over their abstract, utopian world. Lacking a personal God, the other unholy, abstract, ‘this world only’ coalitions have been left foundering in the sea of modernity.

Let us recall what Christ said when faced with the death of Lazarus: “Lazarus, come forth.” And then he that was dead did come forth. But some men, completely indifferent to the miracle Christ had performed, “went their ways to the Pharisees, and told them what things Jesus had done. Then gathered the chief priests and the Pharisees a council, and said, What do we? For this man doeth many miracles. If we let him thus alone, all men will believe on him: and the Romans shall come and take away both our place and nation.” Ponder that. When faced with the possibility that the Messiah had actually come into the world, that there was a Savior who could resurrect the dead, the Pharisees were only concerned with this world only, they were concerned with politics. So it is with all our modern warring tribes of modernity. The antique Europeans were the people who saw life feelingly and passed on their faith in the God who raised Lazarus from the dead and promised us that He would draw us unto Him at the hour of our deaths. How can this be a matter of indifference? How can we dismiss and/or demonize the people who thought their heartfelt faith in the King of Kings was all in all? When I wept at my mother’s grave, I took no consolation in Aquinas’s five proofs for the existence of God. Nor did I take any consolation in the fact that I could pass my mother’s white chromosomes onto my own children, who could pass those white chromosomes onto other whites until great white minds could consolidate their power and rule over a kingdom of disembodied minds. It was only my heart, the heart that wept, that told me my mother was not dead. That hope came to me through a connection to my people, the people who passed on their heartfelt faith in Christ from one generational hearth fire to the next. Extinguish those hearth fires – and that is the goal of all the modern European political and ‘religious’ organizations – and you destroy a man’s hope that the grave is not the ultimate reality.

When our mundane activities are rooted in the eternal verities, those mundane activities become something rare and wonderful, they become the exact opposite of mundane. A women who cooks, cleans, and does a thousand and one household chores by a Christian hearth fire has consecrated her labor to Christ. It is the same with a man’s work. But all labor, all politics, all law, has no significance if it is not connected to Christ. He came into the world, “That I should bear witness unto truth.” That was and is our mission, to bear witness unto His truth, that He was the light of the world. If we look at the life of Shakespeare or Handel or some other great man of Christendom, we will see nothing remarkable if we see only the outer man. But if we look at the inner man, the man we see through his works, we see a miracle of God’s grace. So it is with the antique Europeans – looking at the heart of their culture we see the living God. If we turn our back on their vision and turn to the things of this world only – to science, psychology, and secularized law and politics – then we are of all men most to be pitied, for we have sold our souls to gain the world.

When our politics are no longer severed from the romance of Christian Europe, we will see miracles again. We will see the Cross, and not the crescent, over all of Europe, and we will see men and women with that charity of honor that is the mark of the European. We can’t get to that blessed state by a trick of the intellect. We can’t figure it all out without any reference to our people and their God. But we can love what is worthy of love – the people of the European hearth fire and the Son of God, and we can turn that love into a flame of charity that will destroy Liberaldom. Not very practical? Au contraire, the eternal romance is the only practical response to the devil and his works. It is the one response that never faileth. The old patriotic song, “There’ll Always Be an England,” ends with the line, “There’ll always be an England, And England shall be free, If England means as much to you, As England means to me.” No doubt the modern liberal would view such a song as racist, and the modern neo-pagan would call it sentimental mush. But the song, which also speaks of “the chains nothing can break,” is rooted in Britain’s ancient traditions that stem from a common race and a common faith. We all, we Europeans, must return to those unbreakable chains – forsaking and despising any ideology, or persons, that urge us to break those chains. They are our link to Him and to our loved ones, living and dead.

We mustn’t allow ourselves to be drawn into a false either/or – the liberalism of the mad-dogs or the liberalism of the process analysis men of the right. Our world is the world of feeling. The moderns of both camps always think in terms of political success. They want victories without honor. The man of feeling, the antique European, thinks in terms of honor. He doesn’t say to himself, “How can I form coalitions and appeal to a large aggregate of people in order to win political office.” Oh no, the antique European is concerned with one thing: “What must I do to live up to the code, what must I do to be honorable?” And the answer always comes to him, because his faith is bred in the bone:

Captain Smollett rose from his seat and knocked out the ashes of his pipe in the palm of his left hand.

“Is that all?” he asked.

“Every last word, by thunder!” answered John. “Refuse that, and you’ve seen the last of me but musket-balls.”

“Very good,” said the captain. “Now you’ll hear me. If you’ll come up one by one, unarmed, I’ll engage to clap you all in irons and take you home to a fair trial in England. If you won’t, my name is Alexander Smollett, I’ve flown my sovereign’s colours, and I’ll see you all to Davy Jones.

Treasure Island

That is all that matters: That we uphold the honor code of the European people, which has nothing to do with abstract reason, think tanks, and secularized politics, but has everything to do with the living God, who was born in a stable in Bethlehem. +

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The Morning of the Third Day

Good Friday, Seventh scene, “Christ Crucified”

‘Well, what is this?’ (you cry). ‘What is this that we see?
Why should the heavens cry?
Why should they take away
The brightness of the sun just at the height of day?’

The heavens, you rogues, now mourn to see their Lord’s distress;
Shamed by your ruthlessness,
Block out this awful sight:
To see him die, who is the Father of their light.

The clouds which hide the sun from all earth’s teeming crowds
Are your sin’s darkening clouds.
I hear him? Yes, he shouts.
What anguished cry of death now from these clouds bursts out?

Ah, me, it is my Lord! He suffers now his worst.
From hell we hear it burst-
The devils watch in glee-
‘My God, my God, oh, why hast thou forsaken me?’

It is the voice of man, the voice of all who fell
Into the pit of hell;
As one we broke God’s law,
And thus, in one, in him, we are forsaken now.

God’s loved one hangs today (Oh, pain too deep for words)
Forsaken by God’s love,
That he once more might send
God’s friendly love on us, who hated God, our Friend!

– Jeremias de Dekker


It is not easy to recall in calm and happy hours the sensations of an acute sorrow that is past. Nothing, by the merciful ordinance of God, is more difficult to remember than pain. One or two great agonies of that time I do remember, and they remain to testify of the rest, and convince me, though I can see it no more, how terrible all that period was.

Next day was the funeral, that appalling necessity; smuggled away in whispers, by black familiars, unresisting, the beloved one leaves home, without a farewell, to darken those doors no more; henceforward to lie outside, far away, and forsaken, through the drowsy heats of summer, through days of snow and nights of tempest, without light or warmth, without a voice near. Oh, Death, king of terrors! The body quakes and the spirit faints before thee. It is vain, with hands clasped over our eyes, to scream our reclamation; the horrible image will not be excluded. We have just the word spoken eighteen hundred years ago, and our trembling faith. And through the broken vault the gleam of the Star of Bethlehem.

Uncle Silas by J. S. LeFanu


But Christ has indeed been raised from the dead, the first fruits of those who have fallen asleep. For since death came through a man, the resurrection of the dead comes also through a man. For as in Adam all die, so in Christ all will be made alive.

1 Corinthians 15: 20-22

The story of the Christian Europeans is contained in one short passage from St. John, Chapter 20, verse 8: “Then went in also that other disciple, which came first to the sepulchre, and he saw, and believed.” Mary Magdalene saw the empty tomb and wept, “Because they have taken away my Lord, and I know not where they have laid him”; the Jews saw the empty tomb and put out the story that Jesus’s disciplines had stolen the body, but let us go back to St. John. Why did he see the empty tomb and believe? Was it because he knew the prophetic parts of the Scriptures? No, he tells us that he did not yet know that part of the Scriptures. So the question stands before us – How did he know? He knew that Christ was risen because he, John, was the apostle who laid his head on Christ’s sacred heart at the last supper. And it was John who knelt at the foot of the cross during the crucifixion. So who but John, the man who stayed through the dark night of the crucifixion, would we expect to see the dawn of Christ’s resurrection in the empty tomb? Gloucester saw without his outer eyes, because he saw life “feelingly.” And so it was with John, the apostle whom Christ loved. John loved much – he saw life feelingly through the inner eye – and as a result he saw the empty tomb and he believed.

Our Lord said to Thomas, “Thomas, because thou has seen me, thou has believed: blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed.” That was our people’s story. They did not see Christ with the exterior eye, but they did, like St. John, kneel at the foot of the cross and join their hearts to His sacred heart. They became the people whom Christ blessed, because they believed without the empirical proof that comes to us from viewing life with the exterior eye. The Europeans believed, with only the proof that comes from the inner eye, the eye of the heart.

The Europeans’ return to paganism, through science, has left them without the Savior. The atheist Pope and the other devotees and minsters in the worldwide ecumenical ‘Church of Jesus Christ without Jesus Christ,’ will not celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ on Easter Sunday. They will celebrate a mind-forged creation of liberalism, they will honor a prophet who is almost, but not quite, the equal of Mohammed, and who is inferior to the sacred negro. That is the current spiritual state of the European people. We are no longer the people who believe that Christ’s crucifixion is the prelude to His glorious resurrection from the dead. We are now the people who see only an ecumenical Christ who was crucified, died, and was buried. We do not see the Christ who was crucified, died, and was buried, and then, on the third day rose again from the dead. Without that faith in the risen Lord, the King of Kings, we are perishing as a people. Swedes, Englishmen, and all the European people are naked to their enemies – the liberals, the colored barbarians, and the Moslems – because they no longer believe, in their hearts, that Christ rose from the dead.

Charles Robert Maturin was not considered a great writer during his lifetime. He wrote in relative obscurity, receiving praise and recognition from only one man – Sir Walter Scott. After Maturin’s death, his book Melmoth the Wanderer became popular as a Gothic horror story, but the book is not a Gothic horror classic. It is a book like unto Uncle Silas (which is also called a Gothic horror classic), and also like unto Dostoyevsky’s novels. There is deep probing into the subterranean cellars of the human soul in Maturin’s masterpiece, but there is also redemption. Maturin believes in the light of the world. If you only judge Melmoth the Wanderer by external events you might call it a ‘dark’ novel. But if you really see the author’s vision you will come away from the book feeling much like you feel at the end of King Lear. There is no doubt that Maturin, like Shakespeare, ultimately believes the light will overcome the darkness.

Melmoth sells his soul to the devil and then sets out to wander the world in search of other human beings who are willing, in the face of personal tragedy and suffering, to alleviate their personal suffering in return for their “eternal jewel.” But Melmoth fails. No one he meets, despite being tempted, ever sells their soul to gain the world.

No one has ever exchanged destinies with Melmoth the Wanderer. I have traversed the world in the search, and no one, to gain that world, would lose his own soul! –Not Stanton in his cell – nor you, Moncada, in the prison of the Inquisition –nor Walberg, who saw his children perishing with want – nor—another—

Melmoth failed, because the love of Christ still lived in the hearts of the European people. They loved much, they had not yet become intellectual Christians who sneered, like Melmoth, at all things human and all things Christian, labeling the union of the two as ‘sentimentalism.’ But now, Melmoth has triumphed. The European people are willing to sell their souls to gain the world. And ironically, such is always the way with the devil  the Europeans have lost not only their souls, they have also lost the world for which they gave their souls. It is not just Christian Europe that has died, liberal Europe is dying as well. The devil is the great betrayer – he does not care about human beings; in fact he detests them. All those who bargain with him for the things of this world will be betrayed in deepest consequence.

The Moslem invasion of Sweden is a perfect example of the devil’s double dealing. Sweden seemed to be a white paradise in the 1950s and 1960s. They had fused socialism and capitalism, avoiding the extremes of both. But they sold their souls to achieve that paradise. Along with their material prosperity came legalized abortion, pornography and an acceptance of race mixing. They no longer had hearts that loved Christ, they loved the world. And now their white paradise has become hell: the Swedes have lost their souls and the world. But Sweden is not an isolated cesspool of liberalism within Europe. All the European nations have the same plague. They have all sold their souls to the devil, and the organized anti-Christian Christian churches have been the Europeans’ conduits to the devil. They have given religious sanction to liberalism by making the antique Europeans and the God they worshipped into demons. What the ghost of Christmas Present said about Christmas, that we should keep Christmas in our hearts for all 365 days of the year, also applies to Good Friday and Easter. We should keep Christ’s crucifixion and resurrection in our hearts for 365 days of the year. How could I even think of my deceased parents without Christ’s birth, death on the cross, and His resurrection in my heart? How can I, or any man, face that terror of terrors without the whole Christian vision in his heart?

The cultural war is a war of faith. The liberals want the Europeans to give up their sentimental attachment to a ‘fairy tale’ in exchange for… For what? For the negro? For Islam? For the liberals’ kingdom of hell on earth? This Easter and every Easter hereafter let us remember that it is Christ, the Christ of Europe, who is and always shall be, “the grave where buried love doth live.” +

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Counter-Revolutions Start in the Hearts of Men

Welcome be your sentence–I am weary of your yoke of iron. A light beams on my soul. Wo to those who seek justice in the dark haunts of mystery and of cruelty! She dwells in the broad blaze of the sun, and Mercy is ever by her side. Wo to those who would advance the general weal by trampling upon the social affections! they aspire to be more than men—they shall become worse than tigers. I go:–better for me your altars should be stained with my blood, than my soul blackened with your crimes.

-Walter Scott in The House of Aspen


In Ian Maclaren’s book Beside the Bonnie Brier Bush, in the chapter “His Mother’s Sermon,” he tells us of a young preacher who is all set to deliver his first sermon in the true modern style, using phrases such as “Semitic environment.” But then he thinks of the dying request of his mother: “Speak a gude word for Jesus Christ,” and he delivers a simple sermon in which he honors his mother’s request:

It was no masterpiece, but only the crude production of a lad who knew little of letters and nothing of the world. Very likely it would have done neither harm nor good, but it was his best, and he gave it for love’s sake, and I suppose that there is nothing in a human life so precious to God, neither clever words nor famous deeds, as the sacrifices of love.

Throughout his Drumtochty stories, Maclaren sets the Christ of the Gospels over and against the theological Christ, the Christ that the men of the hardened hearts find in their abstract theories about God. It is the theological men that are furthest from God, because they have emptied their hearts of all natural affections in the mistaken notion that men have no natural affections that lead them to God. In the minds of the theological men, all natural affections are in a lesser, biological realm, divorced from the supernatural virtues of the mind. This conflict between the theological Christian and the natural, hearth fire Christian represents the conflict between Satan and Christ. Satan never failed, in all the European centuries, to have an impact on Christian civilization, but it was not till the 20th century that Satan, not Christ, became the spiritual ruler of Europe.

Satan became the ruler of Europe through the theological back door of Christendom. The provincial Christ who enters human hearts was and always shall be the heart and soul of the Christian faith. But that faith, the faith in Jesus Christ, was always in competition with the “smart” faith, the faith in systems about God, created by the human mind. The satanic playwright of unhappy memory, George Bernard Shaw, points out in his preface to Back to Methuselah that it was not paganism that destroyed the Europeans’ faith in Christ, it was science. But I would amend that assertion and say that science is the white man’s paganism. He worships nature through science. Why has the European returned to paganism through science? Because the moral virtues are not cumulative. Each generation cannot show moral improvement over the previous generation. Everyman, that but man is, must “walk that lonesome valley by himself.” He can take inspiration from his ancestors’ faith in Christ, but they cannot hand him the inner strength to embrace that faith and see the shadow of the cross in everything he does. But scientific knowledge, which is cumulative, is the tool of the devil, because Satan can use man’s fascination with scientific advances to deceive him as the witches deceived Macbeth on the heath:

That trusted home,
Might yet enkindle you unto the crown,
Besides the thane of Cawdor. But ’tis strange:
And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,
The instruments of darkness tell us truths,
Win us with honest trifles, to betray’s
In deepest consequence.

Yes, the European man has allowed himself to be betrayed in deepest consequence. He equates scientific knowledge with morality, science means intelligence, and intelligence is virtue. So it follows that the unvirtuous, the non-scientific Europeans, should be damned. The Europeans who still maintain their Christian faith have embraced the scientized Christianity of liberals such as Teilhard de Chardin and Pope Francis. That type of faith is the non-faith, the fusionist faith, that St. John warns us about in the Book of Revelation. And the more secularized liberals have simply inverted Christianity, making the intellect of man the father, the colored savage the savior, and science the holy ghost. There has been no Christian counter-attack against the liberals’ demonic faith, because the “Christians” will not attack the liberals’ trinity; they will not blaspheme against the liberals’ holy ghost. We must all bow down before the science that tells us biology is all — only the scientific-minded man can see the truth, which is that the biologically natural man, the colored savage, is God. Against this scientistic Christianity, who dares to point to the Christ depicted by Rembrandt in his sketch of The Adoration of the Shepherds with the Lamp?

In that drawing, Rembrandt surpasses the studied formalism of the other Renaissance painters and shows us Christ’s divinity through his humanity. The simple Jesus, meek and mild, is the true Savior of the world. We all believed that once, “not without cause,” so why is falsehood, the theology of science, more appealing to us now?

Our modern universities were all outgrowths of the various churches. They were originally divinity schools where young men (only later did they include young women) learned about God. Of course, the universities were a complete failure. You cannot learn about God by studying God in the abstract. If we believe that the “Word was made flesh and dwelt among us,” and if we truly want to know Him in spirit and truth, then we should look to the people who took the incarnate Lord into their hearts.  But that is not what happened in the Christian colleges. Against the natural tendencies (I mean ‘natural’ in the spiritual, not the biological sense) of man, the Christian academics did not look to the incarnate Christ, the Christ of the Gospels and the European hearth fire, they looked to the cosmic Christ who could be universalized into a product of the natural world. By killing the natural affections, what the liberals call racism, the Christian academics paved the way for the Christ who was a subordinate God to nature and nature’s gods, such as Mohammed and the sacred negro. The more secularized liberals took the universalist Christianity of the Christian colleges and made that Christianity the new anti-Christianity of the modern Europeans. The offspring of the Christian academics have turned their parents into their children. The modern clerics never take a step without the approval of academia, which has become in loco parentis to the clergymen. The late John Paul II, also of unhappy memory, used to meet with academics every week in order to make sure his faith was up to the standards of academia.

I have spent more time in academia than is good for a man’s soul. You are forever washing the spiritual slime from your soul when you are surrounded by academics. But there are no longer safe havens from the academic plague. The universities are the satanic factories, but there are adjunct factories in town and country throughout every European nation. There are no peasants anymore. And by peasants I am not referring to those who till the soil. I am referring to the European Christians who used to live apart from academia and its tributaries, the men who worshipped the Christ in Rembrandt’s Adoration of the Shepherds by their racial hearth fire. There are no such hearth fires anymore because the ironclad liberalism of academia has enveloped all of Europe. The liberals have justified their war on the natural affections of the European peasant with the war cry of “racism.” But we can only know God through Christ and we can only know Christ through the natural affections, our love for kith and kin. So where does liberalism leave us? It leaves us in Merlin’s hollow oak after he surrendered his soul to Vivien; it leaves us bereft of our people and our God.

There is one man that the liberals hate above all other men. That man is St. Paul. Very few liberals will attack Christ head on. They neutralize Him by making Him a civil rights worker, a focal point for Marxist revolutions, or a thousand and one other roles that serve liberalism. But St. Paul can’t be neutralized. He will not allow any other vision of Christ than the true vision – Christ is the son of God. What can be done with such an unpolitic, uncompromising man? He must be killed. And St. Paul was killed, but his people, the gentiles, followed in his train. Have they all been killed? Are there no Europeans left who believe that charity, the charity inspired by the love of Christ, never faileth? I once, while browsing in a Daughters of St. Paul bookstore, saw a copy of Peter Kreeft’s book Ecumenical Jihad. I went up to the front desk and told the nun that she should destroy that book. When she asked me why, I told her that St. Paul, whom they claimed as their patron saint, would not have approved of a book that blended Christ with Islam and Judaism. This is the modern alliance, the alliance of intellectual Christianity and liberalism, which the Europeans must reject—“A plague on both your houses,”—and return to the Christ that St. Paul encountered on the road to Damascus.

Successful counter-revolutions end with victories on the battlefield. But successful counter-revolutions start in the hearts of men. Nothing good will happen in the European nations so long as the Europeans remain allied with the hard-hearted academics in church and state who have declared war on the white man’s natural affections. The colored barbarians and the Moslems are very adept at murder, rape, and pillage, but they are not good at soldiering. They cannot defeat Europeans on the battlefield. If–and that ‘if’ is all in all—the European people regain their natural affection for their own people, and for the Christ of old Europe, there will be no Moslem or colored barbarian conquest of the white nations.

Charles Robert Maturin, in his novel Melmoth the Wanderer, and Sir Walter Scott, in his play The House of Aspen, have shown us quite frightening glimpses of “religious’ men who have only an intellectual faith in their mind-forged systems. They have faith without hope and without charity, because they treat the natural human affections as diseases to be stamped out. Is this not what our liberal governments throughout Europe have done and continue to do? They have issued an imperial decree condemning white pietas. The white man must have no natural affections. And he can’t appease the liberal powers-that-be by denouncing his natural affections for his people and his God. He is still guilty. The white man is always guilty, no matter what he does. It’s a terrible thing to stand condemned before a tribunal of Shylockian liberals, devoid of mercy.

All seems cheerless, dark, and deadly now, just as it must have seemed cheerless, dark, and deadly to St. John when he knelt at the foot of the cross. Our people once believed that Good Friday was good because our Lord Jesus Christ rose again on the third day. I don’t see why we have to succumb to the liberals’ science when Christ has overcome science and the powers of this world. If it appears hopeless, then let us appeal to the “help of the helpless,” let us appeal to the European Christ who comes to us through the natural affections. We will stay with the Christ of the European hearth fire in spite of, and in defiance of, the liberals and their master, who is and always shall be the Archangel Satan. +

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