Cheering into the Abyss
Yesterday, the people of France took on a new credit card from a very dodgy lender. They did so
although the interest rate, hidden in the small print was extortionate,
and would soon make their situation even worse. However, like the overspending
family in the final spiral of their debt they grasped at it as a means
of still affording a few luxuries whilst keeping the creditors at bay until that long
awaited miracle or lottery win solves all their problems.
It is hard to believe that so many could so wilfully delude themselves to the truth so as to vote for the bovine François Hollande in sufficient numbers to place that political dinosaur in the Élysée Palace for the next five years. Hard to believe that is until one glance at his cheering supporters reveals the predominance of immigrants, hard bitten trades unionists and empty headed schoolgirls the only people naïve or self interested enough to still believe in the fantasies which have dragged Europe to the brink of her destruction.
Of course Sarkozy was really not much better, in the agonies of his political death he gasped some half hearted words about immigration and identity in the hope of saving himself. But they were meaningless. The wily Mme Le Pen saw through him, when she advised the 6.4 million who voted for her in the first round of the election to “cast a blank vote” in the second round rather than vote for Sarkozy. She knew his words were lies and would have been forgotten in an instant had he been re-elected.
Even if he had meant them, Sarkozy need only look to Hungary to see how the new world order punishes a government which puts people before ideology, and he is not brave enough to face that.
Le Pen plays a dangerous game though, who knows what pieces will still be left to pick up after Hollande has done with France.
Elsewhere in Europe other votes have taken place in the last week.
We should not be unduly misled by the fact that the so called “far right” made gains in Greece. It is encouraging that Nationalism is on the rise throughout Europe, but it still has far to go. What the Greek people were really voting for was to still be allowed to keep some of their sweets and longer holidays, even they have not yet grasped the reality facing them.
And what of we in Britain? How could the results we saw in the local government and mayoral elections last week have really happened? How could so many white, native Britons have voted for Labour, a party which feels nothing but hatred and contempt for them, a party which has done so much damage and which spent so many decades conspiring at out destruction.
Like the French and the Greeks, the dumbed down, brainwashed, and still just comfortable, British don't get it yet, and I fear they may not get it until it is too late.
However, to be fair what alternative did we offer them? What consistent message? What hope did we give them? None that I could see.
The right is so divided in this country we make the Balkans appear united, that is why we can not win, and we never will until we find unity and common cause.
Those whom the gods wish to destroy they first make mad, and we have gone mad.
Nationalism in Britain has fragmented into a proliferation of grumpy little groups all more intent on hating each other or of coddling their special interests than they are in saving our country.
We are effectively expecting electorate to select from what amounts to the British not Nick Griffin party, the British Not Nick Griffin or Eddie Butler Party, the British we hate poofs party, the British we hate Jews Party, the British we hate both Jews and poofs more that you party, and then we do not understand why nobody votes for us. It is total folly and we, in our self indulgent arrogance brought it on ourselves.
We have no future until we set aside silly and trivial issues and stop calling “traitors” those who take a slightly different approach or are less ideologically pure than we would wish them to be, then focus on the real enemy, and do it together.
Sadly, I am not sure if most nationalists are still capable of that.
It may well be too late, not just for Nationalism but for the West. It may be that we will have to witness the seemingly inevitable destruction of the great civilisation which our forefathers built for us before we come to our senses and drag some final remnants back from the Abyss.
Perhaps we have reached the point where things must be broken before they can be mended.
In the short time still left to them, our people slumber on still refusing to awaken from their dream, even though it is fast becoming a nightmare. However, the end is coming fast and they will awaken soon, screaming from their sleep. And what then, will they find us waiting to save them, or will they find us still fighting with our own?
If it is the latter, then it will be the ultimate betrayal of that which we claim to love.
It is hard to believe that so many could so wilfully delude themselves to the truth so as to vote for the bovine François Hollande in sufficient numbers to place that political dinosaur in the Élysée Palace for the next five years. Hard to believe that is until one glance at his cheering supporters reveals the predominance of immigrants, hard bitten trades unionists and empty headed schoolgirls the only people naïve or self interested enough to still believe in the fantasies which have dragged Europe to the brink of her destruction.
Of course Sarkozy was really not much better, in the agonies of his political death he gasped some half hearted words about immigration and identity in the hope of saving himself. But they were meaningless. The wily Mme Le Pen saw through him, when she advised the 6.4 million who voted for her in the first round of the election to “cast a blank vote” in the second round rather than vote for Sarkozy. She knew his words were lies and would have been forgotten in an instant had he been re-elected.
Even if he had meant them, Sarkozy need only look to Hungary to see how the new world order punishes a government which puts people before ideology, and he is not brave enough to face that.
Le Pen plays a dangerous game though, who knows what pieces will still be left to pick up after Hollande has done with France.
Elsewhere in Europe other votes have taken place in the last week.
We should not be unduly misled by the fact that the so called “far right” made gains in Greece. It is encouraging that Nationalism is on the rise throughout Europe, but it still has far to go. What the Greek people were really voting for was to still be allowed to keep some of their sweets and longer holidays, even they have not yet grasped the reality facing them.
And what of we in Britain? How could the results we saw in the local government and mayoral elections last week have really happened? How could so many white, native Britons have voted for Labour, a party which feels nothing but hatred and contempt for them, a party which has done so much damage and which spent so many decades conspiring at out destruction.
Like the French and the Greeks, the dumbed down, brainwashed, and still just comfortable, British don't get it yet, and I fear they may not get it until it is too late.
However, to be fair what alternative did we offer them? What consistent message? What hope did we give them? None that I could see.
The right is so divided in this country we make the Balkans appear united, that is why we can not win, and we never will until we find unity and common cause.
Those whom the gods wish to destroy they first make mad, and we have gone mad.
Nationalism in Britain has fragmented into a proliferation of grumpy little groups all more intent on hating each other or of coddling their special interests than they are in saving our country.
We are effectively expecting electorate to select from what amounts to the British not Nick Griffin party, the British Not Nick Griffin or Eddie Butler Party, the British we hate poofs party, the British we hate Jews Party, the British we hate both Jews and poofs more that you party, and then we do not understand why nobody votes for us. It is total folly and we, in our self indulgent arrogance brought it on ourselves.
We have no future until we set aside silly and trivial issues and stop calling “traitors” those who take a slightly different approach or are less ideologically pure than we would wish them to be, then focus on the real enemy, and do it together.
Sadly, I am not sure if most nationalists are still capable of that.
It may well be too late, not just for Nationalism but for the West. It may be that we will have to witness the seemingly inevitable destruction of the great civilisation which our forefathers built for us before we come to our senses and drag some final remnants back from the Abyss.
Perhaps we have reached the point where things must be broken before they can be mended.
In the short time still left to them, our people slumber on still refusing to awaken from their dream, even though it is fast becoming a nightmare. However, the end is coming fast and they will awaken soon, screaming from their sleep. And what then, will they find us waiting to save them, or will they find us still fighting with our own?
If it is the latter, then it will be the ultimate betrayal of that which we claim to love.
