Nothing can be conceived more hard than the heart of a thoroughbred metaphysician. It comes nearer to the cold malignity of a wicked spirit than to the frailty and passion of a man. It is like that of the principle of evil himself, incorporeal, pure, unmixed, dephlegmated, defecated evil. It is no easy operation to eradicate humanity from the human breast. What Shakespeare calls “the compunctious visitings of nature” will sometimes knock at their hearts, and protest against their murderous speculations. But they have a means of compounding with their nature. Their humanity is not dissolved. They only give it a long prorogation. They are ready to declare, that they do not think two thousand years too long a period for the good that they pursue. It is remarkable, that they never see any way to their projected good but by the road of some evil. Their imagination is not fatigued with the contemplation of human suffering through the wild waste of centuries added to centuries of misery and desolation. Their humanity is at their horizon—and, like the horizon, it always flies before them. The geometricians, and the chemists, bring, the one from the dry bones of their diagrams, and the other from the soot of their furnaces, dispositions that make them worse than indifferent about those feelings and habitudes, which are the support of the moral world. –Burke, A Letter to a Noble Lord
In my childhood I used to enjoy my family’s trips to the local zoo. I enjoyed looking at all the animals, with one exception. I did not enjoy going into the reptile house: I hated the snakes and alligators. No, the word ‘hate’ does not adequately convey how I felt when I saw the reptiles. Something stirred inside, deeper than hatred. I now believe that I sensed the connection between the reptiles and the enemy of mankind. Didn’t the devil assume the form of a reptile when he approached Adam and Eve in the Garden?
I bring this up from my past because the feeling inside me, deeper than hatred, that I had for the reptiles in the zoo, has returned. I feel the same way now about the liberals as I felt about those reptiles that I viewed in my childhood. I feel a hatred beyond hatred for the liberals, but I do not concede that my hatred beyond hatred for them is some sort of irrational, unwarranted phobia any more than I would concede that my loathing for the reptiles in the zoo was irrational and unwarranted. In fact, let me be blunt: I think there is something wrong, something terribly wrong, with any European man or woman who does not feel, when in the presence of a liberal, that they are in the presence of a horrific, reptilian monster of depravity.
In C. S. Lewis’s book Prince Caspian, volume 4 of the Chronicles of Narnia series, Lucy asks: “Wouldn’t it be dreadful if some day in our own world, at home, men started going wild inside, like the animals here, and still looked like men, so that you’d never know which were which?” Lucy comes close to describing the descent of the European people into liberalism. But they have gone beyond “wild inside.” That status belongs to the colored heathens, who have never left that state (men on the outside, beasts within) throughout all the Christian centuries of Europe. The Europeans chose a different path. They went from wild on the inside to Christian on the inside. When they fell, they were incapable of becoming mere beasts again like the colored heathens whom they worship; they became reptilian inside.
Our world has gone beyond the darkness of heathenism: the institutionalization of liberalism has given us hell on earth. Liberals have retained their biologically human exteriors, but inside they have become reptilian monsters. You can’t have rational debates or come to some kind of compromise with a liberal, because rational debates and equitable compromises presuppose some kind of humanity in both parties. That is a fatal error. Liberals have no humanity; they are cold-blooded, heartless reptiles. The advice contained in the old children’s ditty is apropos: “Never smile at a crocodile, Never tip your hat and stop to talk awhile.” You wouldn’t jump into a snake pit and expect to dialogue with the vipers, so why should you expect to dialogue with the liberals? The democratic process was only meant for Christian whites; it was never meant for Christians and colored heathens, nor was it meant for reptilian liberals and Christian whites.
When white people attempt to return to “wild inside” paganism they always go one step lower; they become Satanic. They still, by and large, maintain the outward semblance of human beings, but their outward form cloaks their demonic hearts. In Proverbs we are told that a beautiful woman who lacks discretion is like a golden ring in a pig’s snout. The sage of Proverbs is referring, of course, to the promiscuous pagan female. The modern feminists make such females look wonderful by comparison. At least the pagan female has not given herself up to “that which is against nature.” We expect something better from the Christian woman than mere paganism. But when the feminists rule, we see something worse than a golden ring in a pig’s snout. We see feminist vipers who hate all things natural and all things Christian.
Unlike the white neo-pagan, the Christian European does not want to return to paganism. He has set his sights on Christ. But even if the white Christian wanted to apostatize, he could not go back. Every attempt to return to the ancient Greeks or to the Vikings ends up in a bloodless, rationalized piece of sophistry that leaves its proponents defenseless against the liberals’ reptilian onslaught. The liberals’ hatred is grounded in the hatred of God and the hatred of the white race. And their faith is in the colored races and in their own cold, bloodless minds and hearts. How can the neo-pagan face down that religion with his non-religion? Wouldn’t it be much better to invoke the God whom the pagan Greeks and the pagan Vikings bent their knee to?
You can’t tell the liberals that no multi-racial, multi-cultural civilization has ever survived, because the past has no meaning to reptilian liberals. And you can’t tell the liberals that there has never been a civilization based on the satanic principles of feminism that has flourished as a civilization, because the concept of ‘civilization’ is meaningless to them. Their only concern is for the destruction of the white race. That is the summit of their aspirations. They are envenomed from top to toe with “direst cruelty.” To dialogue with such creatures is suicide.
Wilkie Collins, the Victorian author who specialized in mystery novels, used the drug laudanum to relive his pain from a recurrent illness. Over the years, as the pain increased, Collins took larger and larger doses of laudanum. One day his manservant, for some reason, possibly to relive a headache or perhaps out of curiosity, took some of the laudanum, less than half the dose that Collins was taking regularly, and died as a result. The European people have adjusted to the deadly poison of liberalism as Collins adjusted to the laudanum. At times, the poison breaks out in its most virulent form – the French and Russian Revolutions – but the liberalism that has been institutionalized throughout the European nations has come upon the European people gradually. It had to come that way. If you could somehow transport a 19th century European, an everyman, to 21st century Europe, and show him a feminist coven, a gay marriage ceremony, a legalized abortion, or a black on white marriage, what would be his reaction? He would not believe that he was dealing with human beings. He would believe, and he would be correct, that he was dealing with creatures who were human on the outside, but who were in reality cold-blooded reptiles inside. If he was the timid sort, he would flee from such creatures. And if he was like unto a Walter Scott hero, he would take sword in hand and attack the inhuman spawns of Satan.
Of course there will be no attack on the citadels of Liberaldom, because the European people have been cut off from their past. The antique Europeans believed that history was moving toward one stupendous event – the return of Christ. The liberals have secularized that history; they believe mankind is progressing toward the kingdom of liberalkind on earth. That future does not include white people. And it is a pity – no, it is a tragedy — that the non-reptilian, church-going whites do not see what the liberals have in store for them. They see their clergymen as representatives of Christ who are helping them to see a Christ purified of the racism and sexism of the past. But is the ‘purified’ Christ the real Christ? Isn’t he the false Aslan that C. S. Lewis writes about in The Last Battle and one of the false Christs that Christ warns us about in Matthew 24:24?
For there shall arise false Christs, and false prophets, and shall shew great signs and wonders: insomuch that if it were possible, they shall deceive the very elect.
Liberalism presents us with the wonder of progress, but is the accumulated knowledge of the material world really a great sign and wonder? The diabolist George Bernard Shaw listed Pythagoras, Ptolemy, Kepler, Copernicus, Aristotle, Galileo, Newton, and Einstein as the greatest men of the world. Why? Because Shaw was a post-Christian European who worshiped the intellect of man abstracted from the heart of God. Christ did not leave us bereft when He left this earth. He left us the Holy Ghost to dwell in our hearts. But if we deny the Holy Ghost we will be left with the Bernard Shaws of the world, seeking signs and wonders from the men of philosophy and science.
Burke ‘outed’ the liberals in his various writings on the French Revolution. He noted that it was the European intellectuals who could and did empty their hearts of all traces of humanity. This has been my experience as well. I have worked in academia and in blue collar jobs with the white grazers. The grazers are very depressing because they have been morally neutered; they are not full-blown reptilian liberals, but they do not see the evil of liberalism nor do they have any desire to reconnect with the Europe in which His word was made flesh. But it is in academia where a man, if he is still a man, finds the non-humans. There are no words I can write that can adequately convey the evil that exists in academia. And the ethos of academia rules the Western nations. Church, state, and society all have become part of academia. We all must be educated. We must learn to hate all things white and Christian. We must learn that reptilian hearts and liberal minds are the only hearts and minds fit to rule over us. Have my people learned all that? Yes, they have. But in the ungrammatical words of Badger in The Wind and the Willows: “It is time for us to learn them,” the liberals. The reptilian liberals will not stop ‘progressing’ until they have enveloped the European people in their coils and squeezed the lifeblood out of them. Resistance is only useless if whites refuse to be white. Our race is part of our spiritual essence; without that essence we will not have the spiritual backbone to resist the serpentine coils of the liberal leviathan.
Our kitchen stove currently has only one burner on which we can boil water. The other three burners can never quite reach the boiling point, even when we turn the temperature on high. Sadly, the white grazers are like unto our kitchen burners that are incapable of reaching the boiling point. They might get irritated with some aspect of liberalism, but they never reach the point of passionate hatred for the liberals that a truly European Christian should have for them. Why have they lost their hearts? Why don’t they love Him and the antique Europeans enough to hate the reptilian liberals? The cry of racism has been and continues to be one of the liberals’ most effective tactics. And perhaps the most effective tactic of all has been the appeal to the white grazers’ intellectual pride. The liberals have always presented themselves as the scientific, progressive truth-seekers while the antique Europeans have been and still are presented as moribund, unscientific, racist, sexist, and stupid. But all that having been said, we are still left with an apostasy from Him, our Lord and our Kinsman.
I said that I didn’t have the words to describe the horror of liberalism, so I’ll turn to the Bard of Avon. His description of Lady Macbeth reveals the essence of liberalism. The liberals are at war with all things natural and Christian.(1) And in order to accomplish their “fell purpose” they must needs blend their reptilian souls with the devil:
Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty! Make thick my blood;
Stop up th’ access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
The effect and it! Come to my woman’s breasts,
And take my milk for gall, your murd’ring ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature’s mischief! Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark
To cry, “Hold, hold!”
The liberals hold the field because there are no longer any Europeans willing to enter the lists against them. Or so it seems. But the spirit of God still works in human hearts. Christ has not abandoned the European people – they have left Him. In Matthew 24:24 He seems to suggest that there will always be a faithful remnant. In that hope we live. +
(1) Feminism has ‘progressed’ beyond the condemnation of white males for the ‘abuse’ of women. The feminists now condemn the white males — it is always the white males, never the males of color who are condemned – simply for being heterosexual white males. The condemnation of heterosexuality is in line with the liberals’ condemnation of all natural instincts, and the condemnation of white males only is in line with the liberals’ condemnation of all things Christian. We must remember that the white race is the Christ-bearing race. The white males’ apostasy from that role has not altered the liberals’ hatred of them.