Category Archives: Older posts (pre-April 2019)

White Skins – White Souls

After many, many years there came a king’s son into that land: and an old man told him the story of the thicket of thorns; and how a beautiful palace stood behind it, and how a wonderful princess, called Briar … Continue reading

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To Love Our Own

Some feelings are to mortals given,With less of earth in them than heaven; –Walter Scott in Lady of the Lake __________ The old ditty goes something like this: Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat.Please do put a penny … Continue reading

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The Day Is Ours

Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight– -Psalm 144 __________ For many years, from 1917 to 1956, whoever was head of the Russian Communist Party was the liberals’ pope and … Continue reading

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The End of Multiculturalism

If indeed they can mix the blood of the heroes of Manassas with this vile stream from the fens of Africa, then they will never again have occasion to tremble before the righteous resistance of Virginian freemen; but will have … Continue reading

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At the Poetical Core of the White Man’s Soul is the Cure for Ebola

Prithee, go in thyself; seek thine own ease.This tempest will not give me leave to ponderOn things would hurt me more. But I’ll go in.In, boy, go first. You houseless poverty,–Nay, get thee in. I’ll pray, and then I’ll sleep.Poor … Continue reading

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The Dark Night of Ebola and the Light of Europe

Hell is emptyAnd all the devils are here. –The Tempest __________ Considering that Ebola has reached epidemic proportions in Liberia, it is criminally insane to allow tens of thousands of Liberian refugees into this country. But CNN recently aired an … Continue reading

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The Heroic Brood

I tremble for the cause of humanity, in the unpunished outrages of the most wicked of mankind. –Burke __________ When the Oklahoman, black Moslem was shot by a white male before he could chop a second woman’s head off, the … Continue reading

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Returning to Our Home

Pausing there a moment and looking back, they saw the whole mass of the Wild Wood, dense, menacing, compact, grimly set in vast white surroundings; simultaneously they turned and made swiftly for home, for firelight and the familiar things it … Continue reading

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Why Europe Must Die So Liberalism Can Live

“Here’s a good world the while! Who is so grossThat cannot see this palpable device?” –from Shakespeare’s Richard III __________ The late John Tyndall of the BNP once stated that he didn’t want to comment on the specifics of the … Continue reading

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They Serve Us Still

Deeper than speech our love, stronger than life our tether… –Kipling _____ I am dreaming of the mountains of my home,Of the mountains where in childhood I would roam.I have dwelt ‘neath summer skies,Where the summer never dies,But my heart … Continue reading

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