“Speculation performs the feat of understanding all Christianity, but, please note, it does not understand it Christianly but speculatively, which is precisely the misunderstanding, since Christianity is the very opposite of speculation.” – Soren Kierkegaard
“It is only the liberals who benefit from their association with the great whore, because they only use the whore-goddess Reason to advance their satanic passion to destroy God by destroying His image in the European people. By screaming ‘racism’ and ‘simple-minded superstition’ the liberals sought to kill all opposition to liberalism. And they have succeeded. ‘Who is here so base that would be a racist? Who is here so rude that would not be opposed to superstition in the form of an incarnate God? If any, speak for him have we offended.’
“The men of the right did not speak. They simply cried, ‘We are not racist, we are not simple-minded, we believe in the rationality of the Christian faith.’ But the love of one’s kith and kin is beyond reason, and that same love brings us to the foot of the Cross, to the God whose love is beyond reason. When the men of the right stepped away from their racial hearth fire to embrace reason, unfettered by prejudice and tradition, they betrayed their people and their God.” – CWNY
I recently read an article on an alternative news site about a black superstar basketball player who was a member of a black cult organized for the extermination of the white race. Now, the fact that a group of black men desire the extermination of the white race is not news. Most black men and women (with the possible exception of Thomas Sowell, who conservatives always bring up at their ‘not all are like that’ idiocy sessions) desire the extermination of the white race. What is significant is that the black basketball player sees no need to hide the fact that he is a member of a group of blacks who want to exterminate the white race. Indeed, why should he hide his satanic desires? White people give him $20 million plus a year and worship him every time he steps on the court, despite the fact that he wants to exterminate them. Look back through history: has there ever been a time when a minority group openly espoused the extermination of the majority and still remained, not only alive, but a pampered, worshipped elite? No, there hasn’t. The western liberals and the grazers have gone where no people have ever gone before.
Of course that was the whole purpose of the utopian journey, to go where no people had gone before. And where are we, the European people, in this new ‘perfect’ world? We do not exist as human beings; we are cattle, grazing in the fields, waiting to be slaughtered. And the slaughter will not be halted by conservatism, neo-paganism, or libertarianism, because all three ‘isms’ are godless. Liberal, negro-worshipping utopianism is a faith; it can only be defeated by people who believe in something greater than ‘democracy.’ They must have a living faith, the bred-in-the-bone faith of the antique Europeans, who looked on fidelity to one’s kith and kin as the cornerstone of their faith, the one true path to Christ. Destroy that cornerstone and you have effaced the image of God in man, which effectually cuts men off from the living God and leaves the field open to satanic gods.
The decline of the Christian faith among the European people was noted by the early twentieth century intellectuals. The more liberal intellectuals, such as Bertrand Russell and Bernard Shaw, thought the decline was a good thing. The more conservative intellectuals such as Spengler and Gibbon thought it was a bad thing, but they were unable to see how to prevent the decline because they were rationalists just like Russell and Shaw. They didn’t like the way the Russell-Shaw types gloated, but they couldn’t find their way out of the rationalist stew pot: “A rabble of women and promiscuous vulgarians cannot be induced to answer to the call of Philosophic Reason if you are wanting to lead them to piety and holiness and faith. In dealing with people of that sort, you cannot do without superstition; and superstition, in its turn, has to be fed with fairy tales and hocus-pocus.”
I’m reminded of a college seminar I attended in my early twenties. A cabal of ex-priests and ex-ministers had gathered together to discuss the decline of Christianity. They all agreed that people, particularly the European people, needed to believe in Christianity, but, ‘What can we do? We’re all Hegelian rationalists now.’ Indeed, what could they do? They turned to the negro gods of nature, because such gods were man-gods rather than the God-Man. You don’t have to believe the impossible – that Christ was crucified, died, and was buried, and rose again on the third day – in order to believe in god-men who do not rise from the dead and do not require mercy, only the sacrifice of white blood upon black altars.
That ‘rising from the dead’ thing is what has stopped the white man cold. From a rationalist, scientific standpoint, Christ’s resurrection is a fairy tale, and fairy tales are for children, not adults. The seeds of negro worship were planted by the theologians and theological poets who thought they could explain the ways of God to man in rational terms that would not scandalize the men of science. But why should we be so afraid of the men of science? Ionesco, the convert from the theater of the absurd, said it was because of the connection between science and medicine. ‘We mustn’t criticize scientists and doctors; we are all in their hands.’
Science is a false messiah. When I worked as a police officer, I often had to administer CPR to heart attack victims before the medical workers, who had the machines, showed up. It was sad to see the hope in the eyes of the victim’s relatives when the medical workers took over with their machines, because I knew that the machines could help sustain life, but they could not resurrect it. Sadly the white man no longer believes Christ can resurrect the dead, so he has chosen to take solace in science and the negro. This might seem like an odd juxtaposition, but once dumb nature becomes the sum total of existence, who but the negro, the most brutishly natural of all God’s creatures, can become God?
Melville likened the modern, rationalist Europeans to drowning men: “[W]ell enough they know they are in peril; well enough they know the causes of that peril;–nevertheless, the sea is the sea, and these drowning men do drown.” Can a man reason his way out of the rationalist prison? Conservatives in church and state have tried to do just that for centuries. The Protestant theologians responded to Aquinas’ rationalism with a rationalism of their own, which reduced Christianity to a philosophical proposition. The secular philosophers took the theologians at their word — reason is prior to faith — and proceeded to speculate Christ out of existence. ‘What reason destroys, reason can restore,’ has been the war cry of the conservatives for the last one hundred years. But ‘tis not so. Reason cannot restore the European people, only faith can, and reason, as narrowly defined by the theologians and philosophers is not compatible with faith. Only a reason subordinate to and in support of the heart is compatible with faith. That misplaced passion can lead a man astray is an axiom of the moral theologians. But has reason never led a man astray? Was it the desire to know too much or to love too much that tempted Adam and Eve? To look upon God with the eyes of philosophical speculation is the original sin. The colored races and the liberals use their reason to support the passion of their hearts, which, in the liberals’ case, is a desire to destroy the Christ-bearing race so that the image of the living God can be eradicated from the face of the earth. The colored barbarians share the liberals’ hatred for the white race, but their hatred is more elemental; they have not made a conscious Byronic rejection of Christ, because they have never known Christ; faith in Christ was not bred into their bones. They don’t have to purge their blood of Christianity in order to hate the white man; they need only react according to their blood. This is why the white liberal loves and reveres the colored races and seeks to fuse his blood with theirs. He, the white liberal, is afraid of his own blood, because the ancient faith might be lurking there, so he takes refuge in pure reason. And the costly price of that refuge is a life that can only be lived second-hand through the colored races. The modern white man does not take offense at a black basketball player who wants to murder white people, because the white man only lives through the black race. If his god, the god that gives him a secondhand life on earth, wishes to destroy the white race, who is he to question his black gods? ‘The black gods giveth and the black gods taketh away; blessed be the black gods forever.’ Of course, the liberal hopes he will be one of the elect whom the black gods will spare. And he convinces himself of his election by constantly proclaiming the sanctity and holiness of his black gods, who were crucified in the terrible racist days of Europe but who have risen from the dead to sitteth on the thrones of glory, created for them by the rational, scientific white men.
When I say the white man needs a poetic to combat the liberals’ poetic, I do not mean to suggest that white men need to write poetry, in the literal sense. Many poets, such as Poe, Byron, and Shelley lacked a deep poetic sense of life. They were rationalists with a gift for words. They lacked vision; they did not see the animating spirit behind the façade of nature. When I use the term ‘poetic’ I mean inwardness, the inwardness of St. Paul, Shakespeare, Dickens, and Scott, who saw what the rationalists could never and will never see: they saw God’s hand reaching out to man. Because they did not try to comprehend God with their minds, they were able to understand Him through the love they bore for Him in their hearts. The union of the divine and the human takes place in the human heart. Our people were vouchsafed a vision of the living God so long as they maintained that union. Now our people perish because they listen to the philosophical speculators who hate everything that stinks of humanity and the humane God. Win them over?
You may as well go stand upon the beach
And bid the main flood bate his usual height.
You may as well use question with the wolf
Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb.
You may as well forbid the mountain pines
To wag their high tops and to make no noise
When they are fretten with the gusts of heaven.
You may as well do anything most hard,
As seek to soften that—than which what’s harder?—
His Jewish heart.
Therein lies the mystery of the white man’s suicidal worship of the black. Philosophical speculation has made Christian hearts into Jewish ones. Bertrand Russell, he of the philosophically-hardened heart, writes in his autobiography that he became dizzy and had to lean against a wall “in the darkest part of a winding staircase” when he heard a classmate reciting Blake’s poem “The Tyger.” (1) Why should that poem have had such an effect on the philosophical atheist? Perhaps for one dizzying moment, Russell felt that there was a God above his natural world of rationalism and science. If he did feel that way for a moment, the moment certainly passed. He lived to be 98 years old, polluting the world with his evil, simplistic atheism. And that is the striking thing about the Russells, the Shaws, the Wells, and the Einsteins of the world. They are rather stupid. By killing the organ of sight, the heart, they have destroyed their ability to see existence in its totality. They have become lost in a forest of minutiae. At first consideration of a work by Toynbee, for example, one is impressed by the encyclopedic breadth of his knowledge. But upon perusal of the work, we find no depth of thought. Toynbee is one of the analytic liberals who starts with the a priori assumption that human reason is supreme, and revealed truth, which is confirmed by the heart, is ‘superstition and fairy tales.’ Truth be told, there is more wisdom in the collected works of the Brothers Grimm than in the entire canon of post-Christian psychiatry, philosophy, and literature.
Negro-worshipping liberals will rule Europe until the European Everyman musters up the courage to declare to Satan’s legionaries — the psychiatrists, the academics, the scientists, and the politicos — that ‘”My mind hath been as big as one of yours… my reason haply more,” yet I’ll go with my heart, which sees with blinding sight past your hellish utopia to His green and pleasant land.’
Lincoln talked about the great civil war we were engaged in to preserve man’s best hope, democracy. He was right about the great civil war, but he was wrong about what the war was about. It was about the preservation of the white Christian race. The forces of utopian liberalism and black barbarism were united against all that was good and noble and holy. That war continues still throughout all the European countries, only now it is a simple mop-up operation for the forces of the liberals and the colored barbarians. Occasionally, a Cliven Bundy ‘steps out’ and goes against the Leviathan, but such men are routinely crushed by the forces of Liberaldom. (2)
From a ‘this world only’ standpoint, it seems the forces of evil have triumphed, but I still believe as Thomas Nelson Page believed: if we love and hate with all our hearts, we Christian Goths will triumph. +
(1) The Tyger
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art.
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
– By William Blake
(2) The liberals believe they now have the right to exterminate Bundy because he is a blasphemer: he said that blacks were better off in the bad old days of slavery because the Southern slave owners were more concerned with keeping black families intact than our federal government is now. His views of blacks are truthful and Christian, yet the lovers of truth, the mainstream conservatives, fled from him as soon as he uttered his ‘racist’ views. And the ‘Christians,’ those great believers in godless Jews and negroes, denounced Bundy right from the beginning.
Bundy will be martyred; let us hope and pray that he will not die in a federal prison and that his whole family will not be martyred along with him. “Tis the time’s plague when madmen lead the blind.” Bundy thinks that black families should stay intact and that the federal government should not own America, so the liberals and their conservative allies shout, ‘Crucify him!’ Black basketball players advocate the extermination of the white race, and the liberals and their conservative allies in church and state shout, “We adore you, we worship you, we give thanks for your presence among us.” Is it possible to claim the name of Christian and stand with the great haters of our people? No, it is not possible. What does the old hymn say?
Who will leave the world’s side? Who will face the foe?
Who is on the Lord’s side? Who for Him will go?
By Thy call of mercy, by Thy grace divine,
We are on the Lord’s side—Savior, we are Thine!