Up Off Our Knees

Doré. Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego in the Furnace.

To Beatrice,–so radically had her earthly part been wrought upon by Rappaccini’s skill,–as poison had been life, so the powerful antidote was death; and thus the poor victim of man’s ingenuity and of thwarted nature, and of the fatality that attends all such efforts of perverted wisdom, perished there, at the feet of her father and Giovanni. Just at that moment Professor Pietro Baglioni looked forth from the window, and called loudly, in a tone of triumph mixed with horror, to the thunderstricken man of science,– “Rappaccini! Rappaccini! And is this the upshot of your experiment!”

-Nathaniel Hawthorne, “Rappaccini’s Daughter

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The European people are a captive people; they are the slaves of the negroes. There have been other captive peoples throughout the history of mankind, but the European people are the first people that have willingly handed themselves over to another race of people without being conquered in battle. They surrendered themselves to an alien race without firing a shot against their enemies. What about the Civil War? That was whites fighting whites – we shall come back to that anon.

The uniqueness of the Europeans’ willing surrender to an alien race cannot be understood unless we understand the uniqueness of the Christian faith. That God entered human history at one particular point in time, not as a cyclical nature god, but as the God above nature, was completely different from all other religions. And that uniqueness was increased when Christ came to us as a God of mercy, not as a God of sacrifice. When the European people could no longer believe in the miracle of the God of mercy they sought to return to the gods of sacrifice, but they could never return to unadulterated paganism. Their new paganism had to incorporate a nature god, a cruel, sacrificial god, and their new paganism also had to include, because of their Christian past, a suffering servant. So the negro had to become the new God of the European people. He was not and is not the god of any other race, not even the black race; he is the god of the European people. He is uniquely their god and their god alone, because they and they alone made Christ the center of a civilization that the theologians tell us never existed. However, theologians have always been ahistorical because actual history is not an abstraction, and theologians deal only in abstractions.

The hierarchy of the North at the time of the uncivil Civil War consisted of utopians, men who had forsaken actual Christ-centered Christianity for an abstract intellectual Christianity, and men who had forsaken Christianity altogether. It was New England that was dominated by fiery theologians such as Jonathan Edwards and secular theologians such as Julia Ward Howe. The South had Christian pastors such as R. L. Dabney. The utopians needed, as utopians always do, something new and perfect, so they created a religion without humanity in order to destroy all that was old, imperfect, and humane. Hawthorne, who saw with blinding sight because he lived in the midst of the utopian theorists, wrote about the utopian mania. In his short stories and novel The Blithedale Romance, he depicted the inhumanity of the utopians, who, in the name of a utopian humanity, set themselves the task of destroying every last vestige of what was good and noble in the imperfect civilization they lived in.

With her dying breath, Rappaccini’s daughter, who has been poisoned by her utopian father, tells him, “Thy words of hatred are like lead within my heart; but they too, will fall away as I ascend. Oh, was there not, from the first, more poison in thy nature than in mine?” Yes, there was and is much, much more poison in the utopians than in the imperfect, white Christians. The Civil War was a war of white Christians against Christian utopians and secular utopians. Thomas Nelson Page wrote that, “We shall aid the negro, but we shall not be dominated by him.” The Northern utopians told Page, the Christian, that, “You shall be dominated by him, because he is our god.” The utopians have won. White people, North and South, worship the sacred negro: they will not oppose anything done in his name. The shocking moral cowardice of the European people was on display during the opening festivities of the baseball season. In all of baseball, only one man refused to kneel to the sacred negro. I hope that one man, Samuel Coonrod, will stay true to his instincts, that he will not be intellectualized out of his faith by a ‘Christian’ pastor. God bless him for choosing the narrow way.

Let us never forget what Rappaccini’s daughter discovers – the poison is in them, the utopian liberals. They hate with the passion of the devil, the malignant fiend that hates our Savior because He loves us. And they have advanced their cause under the banner of the sacred negro. The blacks do not understand liberalism; they don’t understand the inner dynamics of a post-Christian people, because they have never been a Christian people. All they understand is power; they understand that whites are weak and will give them whatever they want. Nor do the utopian whites see what is obvious – the blacks hate them just as much as they hate the white grazers. The liberals do not see that obvious fact because they must have a savior, a savior that they can champion against the evil white race. The Antifa goons are a more militant, more violent version of Atticus Finch, but they remain Atticus Finch — they will help their black gods to conquer the white enemy. And they think their black gods will be grateful – “Stand up, your father is passing.” Yet, the BLMers tell the Antifa that they do not want their help, but that doesn’t stop the utopian whites – “Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him.”

War is a great tragedy, but the surrender of a once Christian people to barbaric negroes without even a whimper is a far greater tragedy. The Europeans have reached the season mentioned in Ecclesiastes: “A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to break down, and a time to build up.” The gradual destruction of the white race has accelerated; it is now the season to kill whites – that is the Ecclesiastes of the liberals. The white Christians must kill in self-defense and then they must rebuild Christian Europe. The moral imperative is clear, but so long as the false Aslan, the abstract Christ of the theologians, reigns supreme in the churches, which have become anti-pietas churches, the European people will remain the sacrificial offerings of the liberals’ church of the sacred negro.

I once heard two women at the supermarket engage in one of those morbid, medical gossip chats that women at supermarkets love to engage in: “They opened him up to see how bad it was and they immediately closed him up when they saw how widespread the cancer was,” the morbid gossiper informed her companion. The listener replied, “I guess an operation was ruled out?” “Of course,” the ghoulish gossiper informed her, “there is no hope.” Recent events have opened up the insides of the European grazers and that has been quite a revelation. The moral rot seems to be incurable. But, contra Unwin and Spengler, the spirit is not subject to mere biology. The physical cancer that was incurable in the poor man who was the subject of the supermarket gossips is not the same cancer that the European people are sick with. The European peoples have a fatal spiritual cancer that will surely kill them, but only, “If these shadows are not altered.”

Will the shadows of Jacobin-Marxist, negro worship be altered? That is more than we can know. The devil must work through his minions. It’s possible they have pushed too hard and too fast. If you take everything away from the white grazer, his hope in another world and his material subsistence in this world, might not he become something more than a grazer? Or will the white grazer cling to his assigned pigsty in Liberaldom in order to avoid confrontation with the liberals and their gods? Right now it appears that the white grazer will cling to his pigsty.

We must ask ourselves why a race of people who produced warriors such as Alfred the Great, Sir Henry Havelock, and Nathan Bedford Forrest, artists such as Rembrandt, composers such as Handel, and poets such as Shakespeare now produce cowardly men who bow before the sacred negro, and ‘artists’ who can only laud graffiti painted on the walls of urban slums by their black gods, graffiti that is inferior in quality to the paintings of prehistoric cave dwellers? Is this the promised end? Is this the final resting place of the European people? Or can we hope that some Europeans will at least at the hour of their deaths manage to write “Our Father Which…” in the mud of their pigsty?

The key element in the Jacobin-Marxists’ assault on the white race and the Christian churchmen’s repudiation of the antique Europeans is the ahistorical, utopian vision. The Jacobin-Marxists — without the slightest interest in the historical record of the white’s interactions with the black race, which shows that the whites were the victims, their kindness to the blacks was repaid with bloodthirsty treachery – launch an unholy crusade against the white race based on the whites’ alleged mistreatment of blacks. And then they step in as the visionaries who will give us a perfect world in which illuminated whites cavort around the throne of the sacred negro. And the Amen chorus for the liberals, the utopian churchmen, make way for the sacred negro in their churches while they deny the historical Christ, the Christ who lived in the hearts and the civilization of the antique Europeans.

Caleb was in his mid-eighties when he asked to be placed in the midst of the enemies of the Lord so he could fight for his Lord:

And now, behold, the LORD hath kept me alive, as he said, these forty and five years, even since the LORD spake this word unto Moses, while the children of Israel wandered in the wilderness: and now, lo, I am this day fourscore and five years old. As yet I am as strong this day as I was in the day that Moses sent me: as my strength was then, even so is my strength now, for war, both to go out, and to come in.  Now therefore give me this mountain, whereof the LORD spake in that day; for thou heardest in that day how the Anakims were there, and that the cities were great and fenced: if so be the LORD will be with me, then I shall be able to drive them out, as the LORD said. And Joshua blessed him, and gave unto Caleb the son of Jephunneh Hebron for an inheritance. –Joshua 14: 10-13

A foolish old man? No, Caleb triumphed over the Anakims despite the fact that they seemed invincible. “You shall have the city of Hebron with all its giants, if you will gather together your men and take it.” Nothing is impossible for European men who keep faith with the Christ of history, our blessed Savior. If we get up off our knees, if we refuse to give homage to the sacred negro, we will take Christian Europe back from the liberals and the colored heathens.

Black despair has descended on our people, because of the Chinese attack on the white race through the COVID-19 virus and the Antifa/BLM attack on the white race. It is time to do battle with the enemies of our God and our people. The white grazers must see someone of their own race standing up against the liberals and their negro gods. I know the reaction to such an assertion – “No one will follow a Christian leader.” That is quite possible, but should that matter? Who wants to live in their world, a world consecrated to Satan, through the sacred negro?

The utopian poison is in them. If we look to our history, not to their cruel, inhumane, utopian theories, we will renew the covenant our people made with the living God. We will place Christ back in our hearts and our nation. Let us get up off our knees and stand with Joshua – “As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” +

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