Normans in Paris
The internet is raging over France. Everybody has declared that it is a race war. This is it for the Frogs: the diversity immigrants have finally snapped; the incompatible Africans are finally being honest about their hatred of the White French and they’re burning down the country. It’s over this is the End. Well, if that’s the whole story then we have nothing to talk about. But I’m not that way inclined, I like stories. So, I’m joining the man who sat down calmly to eat a sandwich in the middle of a street battle to look at what’s happening to the collapsed imperial power – something I call the Vending Machine – of Europe known as the French Republic. All is not as it seems in the croissant utopia. It’s time to look at the French story over a sandwich.
Centuries ago, a ship arrived on a return voyage to the port of Marseilles. The vessel was notably called the Pharaon – ‘Pharaoh’ – and its captain had succumbed to a fever and died at sea. The crew returned without their captain to guide them safely to harbor, but they immediately followed the chain of command to get them to port. Spectators gathered to welcome the Pharaon’s crew to land and a young sailor stepped into the Mediterranean city. What follows is a tale of greed, betrayal, murder, and the imprisonment of the young sailor that assumed command of the Pharaon, a man named Edmond Dantes. This scene is the beginning of a great fiction by one of France’s most beloved storytellers Alexander Dumas. Like his character, Dumas stands in my story as the herald of a sort of madness that has drenched France in the same Malarial fever that took the captain of the ship in the opening of The Count of Monte Cristo. Like the Pharaon, France has become inflamed in revolutionary malaria again and lost its mind in the process.
I consider the Dumas family the key to unlocking why France is now in flaming ruins, even though Vending Machine People would consider the race-rioters racially identical to the Dumas men. I argue that they are not, and this is why calling the French unrest a ‘race war’ is hiding what is really happening in the secular Republic of France. France has been invaded many times before by foreigners with no regard for “French” civilization. The entire province of Normandy is a reminder of the Viking invasions of Catholic Europe. Most people are talking about the riots and blaming it on the Diversity failure; it’s the fault of liberal European media for encouraging “race mixing” in Europe; it’s the changing skin colour of the “French”. Although that is going to be the most basic way most readers will interpret this crisis, I’m interested in looking at France as Alexander Dumas did in his stories. His perspective is significant for many reasons, as Dumas’ father was the first general of African origin to command a French army. Dumas had roots in both France and what is now called Haiti, and Dumas’ father was one of the most respected military men in Napoleonic France. Thomas-Alexandre Dumas Davy de la Pailleterie (General Dumas) was so feared in Europe that the Austrians nicknamed him ‘The Black Devil. He was a heroic man who fought French campaigns in Egypt and the Levant and openly argued with Napoleon himself, who dubbed him “the Horatius Cocles of the Tyrol” (essentially the man who saved ancient Rome). You cannot get more Chad. The ‘Black Devil’ also sired the most beloved French novelist in history, his son Alexander, and gave his son plenty of fodder for good fiction as well as his own name.
General Dumas was African, a Frenchman by paternal descent, and the creolized grandson of a slave concubine owned by his grandfather in a French colony. I am not going to talk about the ethics of French slavery here, only that General Dumas was brought from the colony to France as a child to be educated and assimilated into French society. He was so fully assimilated that he eventually commanded the French army. If anybody needs a reminder of what that means, it means native French men were willing to kill or die on his command, without any affirmative action policies making that possible. What has changed in France that has made its ex-colonial-subjects-turned-citizens incapable of such glorious integration and loyalty? Why is France not producing men of Dumas’ excellence in their secular experiment? Why are Africans in France burning it down like Normans rampaging through Europe and sacking its cities?
Simply put: Homage is dead in the West. This concept, completely alien to Vending Machine People, translates as “loyalty to a sovereign”. It comes from medieval feudal relationships where a serf would swear allegiance to a lord in exchange for protection, though it also describes willing obedience or tribute to an authority. You saw homage expressed like this in the recent coronation of King Charles III of Great Britain where the subjects of the British King swore an oath to their sovereign. The concept of homage will trigger the Equality Addicts of the Liberal New World Order because it implies becoming subject to an authority within a chain of recognized hierarchy without “affirmative interventions” and thus express inequality. Inequality is crucial in the two places where The Black Devil proved himself a Frenchman of prestige: martial and marital service. Dumas married a native French woman, and he wore the uniform of service to France. In a military, merit is earned (unless you’re in a diversity and equality military) where authority in a chain of command is vital to keeping people alive. Marriage requires a similar expression of homage to the hierarchy of the family.
The importance of service that Dumas illustriously demonstrated in France is not required now almost anywhere in Western culture. The key to immigrating to the West is purely a matter of money and paperwork. The offer of Liberté, égalité, fraternité to former colonial subjects without any requirement of intermarriage or service – any true homage to anything or anyone French at all – has backfired catastrophically. What created Marseilles 2023 and not the Marseilles of 1815? The Republic is generating this madness within itself. Like the Pharaon, France hasn’t had a captain since the fever took over and took out the monarch. The Revolutionary Malaria has never disappeared from France: the fevers merely return sporadically to cause a riot or a bad idea. The fevers are recurring symptoms of a nation without its ancestral homage to Cross and Crown. When Edmond Dantes’ captain died he said, “We bring to his widow his sword and cross of honour”. The symbols of Homage. Who in the Western Vending Machine cares for these things now?
We are seeing a world after the destruction of men such as Edmond Dantes and the symbols that were so important to him. France discarded them. We are numbed to it, but the French Revolution that started in 1789 tore through France with the ruthless violence of a Quentin Tarantino film. The French tortured and beheaded their monarchy and aristocracy, hunted and murdered clergy, monarchists, and counterrevolutionaries, and spilled so much blood even Tarantino himself couldn’t handle the carnage. Paris was a bloodbath. But the old French estates were still there beneath the Liberty or Death banners and Jacobin hats. The Cross and the Crown remained in France in the structure of the French cities: the churches remained in the architecture of French memory. The churches stood as silent Gothic reminders of a time when the many Louies reigned over France (all XVI of them). It took a few more bouts of revolutionary malaria for people to completely forget the ancient homage that constructed France. But as Dumas knew, the only way to keep an army marching or a ship sailing is with a leader of men who pay him homage. Dumas understood very well what happens when hierarchy is destroyed and revolutionary fever reigns. His stories are littered with references to it.
Everybody in France was relying on the Republican ideals to keep things going in the absence of Cross and Crown, only now the increasingly diverse crew of this European utopia have forgotten the homage that created France. The French are so philosophically confused that everybody has their own ideas about homage and who to give it to (if at all), with everybody succumbing to revolutionary fever, which is fine if you want infinite rights and chaos. But even in the case of Jacobin France, that revolutionary Liberty required martial enforcement. If people are not united by true homage, they can only be united by force. Force is failing. The loss of homage in the West has corroded the soul of the people that espouse “magic dirt” citizenship in the Liberal Republics. The France of the time of The Black Devil’s Austrian campaigns was still enjoying the residual influence of its ancient Christian social order, where the Cross and Crown were. French Republicans replaced homage to Cross and Crown with civil rights and citizenship – Liberty, Equality, Fraternity – ignoring the human nature that really governs the nations.
Alexander Dumas understood human nature. Republics exist because they have torn down existing hierarchies to replace them with human nature, but Republics cannot tear down Human Nature itself. It returns again and again like Malaria. France is now fighting another of its revolutionary fevers, and even worse, the malaria is emerging in a population of people who do not have homage to either the Republic or the symbols of Cross and Crown. And they do not understand the great mosaic called European Civilization that they have become a part of thanks only to some paperwork. The New Normans are in Paris. But Europeans were all White and basically the same, you’ll say. Nobody in Paris thought the pre-Norman Vikings were the “same race” when they invaded France. The consideration was whether they were civilized or not. In Europe at the time of the Viking invasions, being civilized meant being Catholic, and it wasn’t until Rollo made a pact with the French and became Catholic did Normandy see its genesis. Barbarian Vikings had to convert to the Apostolic faith. What most people in the New World don’t understand is just how African ancient European Christian culture was. Allow me to introduce you to the world of ‘Afro Monte Cristo’:
Like Alexander Dumas in my story, the Holy Roman Empire was heralded by an African. Saint Maurice, commander of the (entirely Christian) Theban Legion from Egypt, was an Egyptian Christian famous for the martyrdom he won at the hands of pagan Romans, who punished his entire legion for refusing to worship Roman gods. The entire legion was decimated, literally: the Romans picked off every tenth soldier for execution and the legion had to watch itself progressively shrink until St. Maurice was left standing. He joined them in glory. The kings of the Holy Roman Empire wore his relics at their coronations; Charlemagne carried the sword of Saint Maurice as a demonstration of his martial authority over Europe. Austro-Hungarians also honored the relics of Saint Maurice in their ceremonies. The central veneration of this African martyr would appear to Modernity like a bunch of Europeans culturally appropriating or blackwashing themselves. But Saint Maurice is so ubiquitous in Europe that I find it difficult to imagine a Christendom without him. The Germans, Swiss, French… the list of nations who requested his patronage and protection goes on, let alone all the towns and churches named after him. He was the most venerated soldier of Christ in Europe besides St. George and yet the internet is talking about a Black-on-White race war in France? It appears to me, as I eat my sandwich here and look at the rioting, that Europe has forgotten its own ancient Catholic identity in the revolutionary fevers – an identity that transcended the categories of Black and White. Something very different is happening in France than a ‘race war’.
France is now in its Count of Monte Cristo moment, and “Conservatives” in the New World must look at France with the eyes of a Dumas if they are going to see the cause of this fever. Like Edmond Dantes, Europeans are seeing the consequences of an anti-Catholic liberal conspiracy to conquer the established Christian social order of Europe centuries ago. That social order was built by people who venerated Africans and engraved the names of their African saints onto the map of the European world for their patronage. To put it plainly: we were protected by the blood of African martyrs. The Holy Roman Empire carried the sword of the Holy African Legion as its symbol of homage. My cringe “Afrocentrism” is exactly what Europeans did when they named every single town in Europe after Saint Maurice: European Christians paid Saint Maurice their homage and venerated him for revealing Christ to them in his victory over Death. Nobody remembers now because Republicans have been Jacobinized to the point where they don’t even know that Europe was religiously yoked to Africa via the Alexandrians.
…everybody is seething about a ‘race war’ instead of seeing the crisis for what it is: apostasy.
Only after several bad clerical gang wars and the Arab conquest of formerly-Catholic North Africa did Europeans come to think of themselves without The Nile in the picture. From the time of Saint Augustine, Catholic Europe always had one foot in Africa. Similarly, it took a few generations enduring revolutionary malaria in France to get to the point where the country has been lit on fire by its African residents, but the Western sickness is now infecting everybody. The West has abandoned its ancient homage: it thinks only in race not in sainthood. Thanks to the Clown World diversity cult hijacking language, the ‘antiWoke’ are embarrassed by any European veneration of the holy Africans of Europe even while many scream for a “return to tradition”. And because of this, everybody is seething about a ‘race war’ instead of seeing the crisis for what it is: apostasy. The religion that inspired the creation of Notre Dame Cathedral was abandoned by the French for unfettered Liberty. Then they invited disparate peoples to join in their Humanist orgy. But these new Normans are not Vikings without religion.
The French are not in a ‘Race War’ as the Liberal world understands it. There is something very different happening in France right now. The revolutionary fever that’s burned in the French for centuries found new bodies to seize, but these new bodies do not respond to revolutionary malaria the way the mob did at the founding of the French Republic. These new bodies are like Normans in their unfamiliarity with Paris and lack of Dumas’ homage to France, but they are not pagans; they have religious impulses that have not been cauterized by centuries of philosophical engineering in a Jacobin Vending Machine. And they are raging against the Vending Machine France that has infected them with its Republican malaria.
You are now watching what happens when homage is activated in a people that do not give their dues to a Jacobin system. We’ll need another sandwich break to discuss what the New Normans are rioting against.
A troll who started rhyming, Kilts is a Medieval thinker, poet, and co-author of two books (and counting) published by the Dragon Common Room. She co-hosts the Mosaic Ark podcast with her friend and DCR mastermind, Professor Rachel Fulton Brown.
Kilts is currently working with the DCR team on the five-volume epic, Draco Alchemicus. She regularly muses on her Telegram channel The Sandwhich Press, a digital liberal arts project that feeds into DCR’s work. The Sandwhiches have inspired both devotional piano composition and hate mail.
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