You do me wrong to take me out o’ th’ grave
Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound
Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears
Do scald like molten lead.
And the angel answered and said unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified. He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay. And go quickly, and tell his disciples that he is risen from the dead; and, behold, he goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see him: lo, I have told you. And they departed quickly from the sepulchre with fear and great joy; and did run to bring his disciples word.
–Matthew 28: 5-8
When I was in my early twenties, abortion was legalized in the United States, and in reaction to the liberals’ technological barbarism a number of “pro-life” groups sprung up. I belonged to several pro-life groups until we parted ways over the proper way to defend the unborn. I thought, considering what abortion was, that the “war against abortion” should entail all that the word war implied. Nathan Bedford Forrest put it quite well: “War means fighting and fighting means killing.” There was a lack of proportionality, which has increased over the years, between what the pro-lifers said abortion was – the murder of an innocent child – and what they proposed to do about abortion – write letters to their congressmen and educate liberals. Congress turned a deaf ear to anti-abortion protestors, and the liberals refused to be educated, because legalized abortion was not the result of a misunderstanding – the liberals knew they were sanctioning mass murder. What was needed were Christian warriors who were willing to do unto abortion doctors and liberals according to what the abortion doctors and liberals were doing unto babies. That never happened. What did happen was what always happens when the lukewarm try to fight a satanically-inspired enemy with empty platitudes instead of hearts of fire. The pro-lifers were absorbed by the liberals and became the greatest opponents of anti-abortion violence. Being polite to liberals so that they would not be able to label pro-lifers as ‘violent’ and ‘undemocratic’ was more important to pro-lifers than the lives of unborn babies. Thus legalized abortion became a sacred rite, and the pro-lifers assuaged their consciences by protesting against the sale of the murdered babies’ body parts. This is supposed to be a much more practical and democratic means of “fighting” abortion. Really? Wouldn’t it be more ‘practical’ to stop the abortions by killing the abortionists before the babies were murdered rather than trying to reprimand the body parts’ salesmen after the fact? The pro-life movement was dead from its inception, because pro-lifers appealed to “our democratic tradition of equal rights for all,” in order to put an end to legalized abortion. But it was our democratic tradition of equality, fraternity, and liberty that brought legalized abortion upon us. Why should we seek redemption from the devil? The pro-lifers condemned their Christian European past (they regularly equated abortion with Southern slavery in order to curry favor with the liberals), and by condemning their past they thought the liberals would end abortion, based on a secularized myth of equal rights. How little the pro-lifers understood the Jacobin nature of American democracy. ‘Some are always more equal than others.’
The white nationalist movement, to the extent that it is a movement, has followed in the path of the pro-lifers. The white nationalists do not look to the European people’s Christian past for the strength to fight the liberals and the barbarians of color. Instead they condemn the Christian Europeans — some have even gone so far as to condemn the white South Africans for practicing apartheid – and look to a new pagan, white Übermensch, who will play a leading role in the New World Order. But once you choose to fight secularized Jacobins with the atheistic assumptions and democratic platitudes of those same Jacobins, you will be absorbed by the Jacobins and destroyed by them.
There is no strength, no blood, in our Nordic, Greco-Roman heritage if we see that heritage as an end in and of itself. Those pagan civilizations only have significance because in the end the best of the pagans bent their knees to Christ. Europeans do not have a Nordic, Greco-Roman heritage, they have only one heritage, just as there is only one God. Christ became the Europeans’ hero God, the one true God to whom all the heroes of the Norsemen, the Greeks, and the Romans gave way. The philosophers of Greece and Rome never did give way to Christ, and they have always constituted a fifth column in the ranks of the Christian Europeans.
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.”
The pagan wheel has come full circle. Platonic Gnosticism serves as the intellectual backdrop, and paganism, devoid of faith, serves as the white nationalists’ flag. Their quarrel with the Jacobin left is an internecine quarrel that can only result in the absorption and then the destruction of the white nationalist movement at the hands of the Jacobin left.
St. Paul speaks to us still: he speaks of a better way, he speaks of the true faith, the only faith for men of blood, the faith in the God-man who knows not Kismet, who knows not demographics: He knows only charity, and He comes to us only through charity. The bards of Christian Europe confirm the Biblical truth: God has written the European people into His story. If we stay true to that story, we will not be defeated by “the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day; Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.”
Lear feels that he is bound upon a wheel of fire, that his “own tears do scald like molten lead.” It is Cordelia’s charity that lessens Lear’s pain on that existential wheel of fire, and it is Christ’s divine charity that lessens our pain on that same wheel of fire, and gives us hope that the endless circular wheel of paganism, the wheel of fire, can be turned into a straight path that leads to His Father’s house. Our people did not ‘will’ a God of their own making into existence by virtue of their minds. They found their creator because they had hearts of flesh, willing to receive Him. We are the Christ-bearing people, not the God-creating people. Pride of race, pride of intellect belong to the heathens of color and the philosophers, theologians, and scientists – the fifth column. The Christ-bearing European has the love of race, a mind subordinate to His mind, and a heart in communion with His heart. This was our ancestors’ faith, and it is the type of faith that makes a man stand athwart the pass and cry ‘halt’ to the heathen invasion of Europe.
I first came across the blasphemy that the white man ‘created’ his own God in an article by Kevin Strom. Since that time I have seen it repeated countless times in articles by the intellectual brain trust of the new white nationalists. This won’t do. If a man doesn’t believe in Christ, he will serve Satan. Even though the non-believer doesn’t believe in Satan, the archangel still exists, and he will use the Christian apostate to serve his purposes. He will come to him in one of his many disguises. He comes to the liberal church men in the form of the black messiah; he comes to the white nationalists in the form of a disembodied white intellect who plays at demographics, democracy, and science. The battle against the colored hordes has not yet begun, because the true European, the Christian European, has yet to enter the lists. When he does, he will draw others to him, just as Christ does, and the counterrevolution will begin.
Nothing better illustrates the lack of an integral Christian European influence in the modern world than the perpetual apologies that are on the lips of every white European. The apologies are cheap, vicious apologies, because they are not personal apologies. They are apologies for dead white males who stand before the liberal docket accused of racism and sexism. And they stand before the white nationalist tribunal accused of idiocy and a lack of scientific acumen. (They actually believed that Christ rose from the dead on the third day!) But it is God Himself whom the liberals and the neo-pagans have placed in the dock when they continually apologize for the white Christians of old Europe, because our people’s vision of God was true. If they stand condemned, then so does God. Where will the moderns go, to whom will they turn now that they have placed the Christian God in the dock and found Him wanting? We have seen where they will go. They have returned to the pagan wheel of fire. And to whom? Their saviors are legion – the black messiah, the yellow gods, the white, disembodied intellect – the gods who are legion are as infinite as the sands of the desert. The apology culture of the new Europeans leaves us in a vast empty universe that is devoid of all faith, honor, and love.
Portia begs Shylock to be merciful, but he will have his pound of flesh:
Why, this bond is forfeit!
And lawfully by this the Jew may claim
A pound of flesh to be by him cut off
Nearest the merchant’s heart.—Be merciful.
Take thrice thy money. Bid me tear the bond.
When it is paid according to the tenor.
It doth appear you are a worthy judge.
You know the law. Your exposition
Hath been most sound. I charge you by the law,
Whereof you are a well-deserving pillar,
Proceed to judgment. By my soul I swear
There is no power in the tongue of man
To alter me. I stay here on my bond.
Therein lies the tragedy of the post-Christian European. He has become like unto the unrepentant Jew: he will have his pound of flesh from the ancient Europeans, because they are responsible for every evil under the sun. But from whom is the modern European really demanding a pound of flesh? Who stands behind the antique Europeans? It is the God who said, “I will have mercy, not sacrifice.” +