The deification of Nelson Mandela would have been a disgusting spectacle at any time of the year, but it seemed doubly offensive when it took place as a prelude to the Christmas season. Conservatives and liberals, Catholics and Protestants, all were united in their adoration of a murderous black thug whose one abiding passion was his hatred of white people. And in fact it was that hatred that made him holy in the eyes of the liberals: holiness comes cheaply in Liberaldom.
The Europeans are a captive people just as the Israelites were a captive people in Egypt and later in Babylon. The Europeans will only break free of their chains when they return to their God, who can only be known through His people. Modern churchmen who have gone whoring after the heathen negro gods of Liberaldom try to abstract God from His people so that they, the churchmen, can worship black idols at the bidding of their abstract God. But God is not an abstraction who can be invoked to support negro worship and sexual depravity and then be put back in the liberals’ closet. Our people stood, like Moses, before the living God, and they bore witness to the light before all the nations. Because of their witness, they were hated by all the colored nations (why take us from our beloved Egyptian night?) just as He was hated. Now the Europeans are a captive people because the white hierarchies of all the white nations hate the light and worship darkness. But the fact that white people are hated by the wicked, the negro worshippers, the feminists, the sodomites, and the colored barbarians should be a sign to us that our people must survive as a sign of contradiction to Satan’s minions who have set up the kingdom of hell on earth.
The race war is a religious war because God must, if He is to be a greater God than the unknown god of the pagan philosophers, be a God with a local habitation and a name. It was the belief of our people, the Europeans, that God’s local habitation was in the hearts of the European people, and His name was Jesus. Destroy that faith, the Europeans’ belief that God was incarnate in their people, and the light of the world is extinguished. The people who worship Nelson Mandela — and those people are legion – are obsessed with darkness. They are fascinated by the great possibilities of a world devoid of white Europeans. We are already seeing what such a world will look like. It will look like South Africa, a land where charity is nonexistent and the murder of white people is considered laudatory. But of course what happens to whites in South Africa does not affect whites in America and Europe because we are the good whites, are we not? We worship at the proper shrines, the shrines dedicated to Nelson Mandela and Martin Luther King Jr., and we perform our daily acts of obeisance to the black gods so we will not be harmed. We are the new, nonwhite white people who believe that the white man can change his soul and become black, pure black inside.
As all the leaders of what was once Christendom flocked to South Africa to worship Nelson Mandela I couldn’t help but think of the Christmas carol, “O Come, All Ye Faithful”:
O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem! Come and behold him, born the King of Angels; O come, let us adore him; O come, let us adore him: O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord.
Is it not crystal clear that evil incarnate has become the white liberals’ god? Did they not go to South Africa to adore their anointed lord? In the 1950s the white European civilization was tottering on the brink of destruction, facing an “if these shadows are not altered” future. Now the future is here. Christendom has become Satandom; we have gone from the light eternal to eternal night. The caricatures of human beings who went to adore Nelson Mandela are the end product of a long line of Christian apostates who sought to abstract God from the hearts of His people. Rousseau’s ‘Noble Savage’ paradise is upon us! Is there a European among us who will reject this modern “paradise” for old Europe? John Paul II declared Mandela to be a saint, thus giving the Church’s assent to the worship of darkness. But there is a better faith than John Paul II’s faith in Nelson Mandela. There is the ancient faith of the European people. The Man of Sorrows is still our Savior, and Nelson Mandela is still the devil’s own, no matter what the ruling elites from hell tell us to the contrary.
I had no knowledge of a television show called Duck Dynasty until last week when one member of the ‘dynasty’ was deemed a moral pariah for stating that homosexuality was sinful. Many evangelicals who are quite liberal as regards the support of anti-Christian Israel, race-mixing, and the worship of the negro, are still against the legitimatizing of homosexuality. So I was not that interested in the Duck Dynasty commotion until I heard that the offending patriarch was also accused of being a racist. Could this actually be a Christian counter-attack? No, it wasn’t. The Duck Dynasty patriarch was quite liberal on the subject of race. He simply wanted to go halfway down the slippery slope, which starts with race mixing, and then stop his slide right before he got to the part of the slope marked ‘homosexuality.’ But it is quite significant that the liberals wanted to connect racial Babylon and sexual Babylon. They – unlike the confused evangelicals such as the Duck Dynasty patriarch – see that racial Babylon and sexual Babylon are intimately linked. If our bodies cannot be spiritualized, if white and black skin is only pigmentation without any spiritual significance, then we can do whatever we want with our bodies. I don’t have to describe the results of that type of mindset; the results are all around us.
The initial attack of the liberals on our racial home came in the form of the scientific man, the man in the white lab coat. We were told that it was unscientific to equate different spiritual attributes to different skin colors. But if that is so then why did the great believers in science make the negro a sacred mystical creature? The liberals’ “science” is more mystical than the most fantastical meanderings of the Christian mystics. What liberals say they are building, a color blind world of peace and love, is not what they intend to build. They intend to build a world without white people and without the faith, hope, and charity that existed in the culture of old Europe. They will stop at nothing to achieve their ends. How many Jonathan Fosters must be tortured and murdered before the liberals’ version of peace on earth can be realized? There is no limit. They will keep murdering, by proxy, till either they or the white Europeans are destroyed. Like the Jacobins that Burke fought, the modern liberals have left everything human behind them. They have only their implacable hatred to lead them on.
They do not commit crimes for their designs; but they form designs that they may commit crimes. It is not their necessity, but their nature, that impels them. They are modern philosophers, which when you say of them, you express every thing that is ignoble, savage, and hard-hearted.
That is what the European who wishes to remain European must take into his heart and soul. Modernity encompasses all that is “ignoble, savage, and hard-hearted.” And the sacred negro is the deity at the center of the liberals’ kingdom of modernity in which evil is good and good is evil.
The legitimatizing of homosexual activity, feminism, and legalized abortion all stem from the replacement of bred in the bone Christianity, in which Christ is our kinsmen and our Lord, for a new faith in the divinity of the negro, supported and maintained by an abstract and remote Christ figure who exists only to support racial Babylon and condemn all European racists. Is such a Christ figure our God? Does he have any basis in reality? No, he doesn’t. Our God is the living God who came and dwelt amongst us when we believed that our race was inseparable from our faith. When faith and race are one there is no quailing in front of the superior numbers of the enemy. Stevenson’s Alexander Smollett was the embodiment of the blood faith of the antique Europeans. When faced with overwhelming numbers he did not hesitate to respond according to the code:
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.
By an instinct greater than reason the integral European knows that he must be connected to God in his heart, the spiritual core of his being, or else be a ghostly specter, a caricature of a human being.
Creeds that men live by must be emblazoned on their hearts. Europeans are now mere outer husks, devoid of humanity, because the liberals have the love of the negro within their hearts, and the grazers’ hearts are empty slates. Can a human being live without an animating creed that stems from his heart? The liberals couldn’t; their utopia of science had to take on a god who stirred their hearts. But Nelson Mandela and the black race bear no resemblance to the God who once dwelt within the hearts of the European people. We should not be coerced by the perfumed clerics of apostasy into taking the sacred negro into our hearts. There is no room for two Gods in a man’s heart. If we do not keep Christ, and Christ alone, in our hearts, we will follow the creed of black Babylon, which tells us that all whites should be exterminated and that faith, hope, and charity are relics of an evil time before the code of race-mixing, sexual perversion, and cruelty became the law of the land.
If we follow the call of the blood, the call of honor, we will fly our sovereign’s colors, which are red for the blood He shed on the cross and white for our people, while fighting to our last breath against all other flags and creeds. What type of creed bids a man destroy his own race and worship a savage murderous race of people who haven’t even a word for charity? Certainly not a Christian creed. And we shall be a Christian people or we will cease to be a people.
There is no foothold halfway down the slippery slope, only at the topmost rock, the rock of faith and race, can a people stand as a people against the liberals and their creed of negro worship. In and through the love of our own, we come to the love of Him. On that rock we shall stand and oppose their creed of darkness with our creed, forged at our racial hearth fires, of honor and blood. So long as a few, a blessed few, honor old Europe and despise the new Europe of Mandela we will be enough. +