— my antipode —
When I read William Pierce’s Who We Are years ago, I was struck by Pierce’s assertion that forming a society requires people deeply committed to the cause—what we here call the priesthood of the sacred words. Without such committed individuals, he argued, a lasting society cannot be formed.
That is very true: and the only way to form it would be, as Lycurgus ordered, for the meals of that religious-military order that was the Spartans to be communal in order to achieve adequate bonding between men.
No one now follows the precepts of Lycurgus, although it is more than obvious that there should be a group of us living very close together, always eating together, to get to know each other better. As Benjamin said in his email today, “It’s the same with all the rest of them online! None of them seem to want to get to know each other on a more personal basis, so all proper male bonding is out the window, and thus an organization can’t form”. He added:
It’s been ages since someone said something substantial in the comments on The West’s Darkest Hour! (I’d say, just out of politeness to make an exception for Jamie, Jorge and Vinster though). There’s a reason I privately call them the hyenas. The lions have all decamped, or been killed off spiritually, and now it’s just these asinine feminine predators, circling, in a more distant lurker/helicopter visit crowd of what might as well be f**king flamingos.
As soon as it can ever be achieved, in desperate need, I think one of the first steps of a real revolution would be to send every current dissident right leader and popular ‘far-right’ website grifter the way of those university professors I mentioned in a recent comment. There’s no other way to upend the current order all across the right. At least rough them up; make them worried.
Ditto!
Yesterday and today I watched selected passages from the LOTR trilogy by Peter Jackson. While my featured article used an image from Game of Thrones (John Snow and Sam), the analogy of Frodo and Sam is actually more accurate for my argument. Alas, unlike LOTR Benjamin and I find ourselves completely alone in pursuing the goal of destroying the “One Ring”—i.e., gold and Christian ethics—that corrupted the Aryan spirit. Our effort lacks a “Fellowship of the Ring” because it was destroyed during the Hellstorm Holocaust (see my post this morning).
In the following century after the Hellstorm Holocaust, except us there is no one like Frodo and Sam, determined to walk for days in that horrible, rocky and volcanic landscape. No one I know wants to put the ring into the lava as resolutely as Ben and I: which obviously means working intellectually every day (on the other hand if an aspiring priest is employed by the System, he could still donate to the cause).
Today, I also watched the recently released HBO Max series Marcial Maciel: The Wolf of God. I find it odd that there is still no article about this miniseries on Wikipedia. Incidentally, I have sat down several times to talk with one of the interviewees in Marcial Maciel: The Wolf of God. I am referring to Don José Barba, who still lives in Mexico City.
As my earlier points in the featured article suggest, Ben and I are men against our time. It will be tough to find another man willing to take vows for our cause. By contrast, Marcial Maciel thrived as a man of his time: he drew thousands of children to his Catholic schools and amassed tremendous institutional power. Notably, his Legion of Christ at one point generated annually double the Vatican’s income: $600,000,000 dollars!
What an eloquent way to distinguish someone who trained priests in a multimillion-dollar fraternity that worships the god of the Jews and I, who aspire to the modest Aryan temple of which I posted an image yesterday. And the temple would be a luxury. I’m missing the most basic of all. In recent months, I have been suffering agonies since my siblings sold the house where I lived!
Behold a man against his time—that is, against the Christian era—and a man of his time like Maciel, so perfectly integrated into the calendar that begins with the mythical birth of J.C. Perhaps because of all this, we can understand Benjamin’s words in his email today:
I’d like a list in my head: what requires one person [committed to the sacred words]; what requires two people; what requires three people to achieve, etc. —currently I’m stumped.
I too am perplexed that there are only two of us who believe that the “ring” is what is worth destroying (the JQ is just the consequence of the kings of the West wielding the slave rings to the One Ring).
Metaphors aside, even a single person with a modest job could do us a favour with a modest monthly donation. Someone who is unemployed and aspires to the priesthood of the temple could also contribute greatly (for example, by dedicating himself to preaching our philosophy in the comments section of other racialist forums). But for the moment, there are only two of us priests.
It is curious that Maciel—who created a fabulous empire—and I—who now even suffer from terrible anxiety at the possibility of becoming homeless—have lived most of our lives in Mexico. Although the paedophile is now dead, we were, and spiritually are, perfect antipodes.
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Today I received an email containing this paragpaph:
Nobody wants to come to our Syssitia!
I should say, I’m mildly paraphrasing Downes, who spoke at length, but the sentiment is accurate enough. It sounded like that when I heard it on the Traditional Britain Group Telegram channel at least (which I do browse in preview mode now and again, when they even have it open for that purpose, though I’m not entirely sure why). So at least even the British far-right (or whatever one would like to call it) is openly admitting it’s not really far right. Yes, I’d expect as much from that bunch. I don’t think there’s a single serious adult male individual on this side in the entire UK (bar a hand’s worth in prison).
It’s always the same, they always target those more diligent, nuanced, genuinely dedicated and perhaps hardcore in mindset than themselves, those not in it for the ‘club’, the prestige, the nagging Christian morals, or the money… or so I’d hope, but I’m beginning to wonder also if any real National Socialists even exist, in the manner of the old guard i.e. the direct Third Reich-inspired, William Luther Pierce-inspired kind, melded to modern exterminationist ethics (not whatever Greg Johnson and Co. would like to replace it with).
Soon I have to draw back a little from commenting for today. I don’t feel I can add any more. I’m deathly tired of my own words, and I feel like I’m knackering myself and wearing off my fingertips for no good at all.
Before direct Syssitia equivalents, at very least, a regular friendly email correspondence would do a world of good, I think. Or just a little bit more interaction, not just with the page itself and whatever article is highlighted that day, but with others on it. Of course, commenting on topic on the articles remains the first priority.
Sorry if this posts late – I’m having a lot of internet disturbances at the moment.
But the problem is that these people even shy away from the preliminary phase, the brainstorming session via email or Skype, before planning to move to the same town.
I published the article on the Syssitias ten years ago, and everything remains exactly the same on the racial right. Curiously, the only racist who wanted to do something similar to the Syssitias, but alas with as many character flaws as Marcial Maciel, was Harold Covington, who died in 2018.
Without a convergence of catastrophes, there can be no substantial change in the Aryan collective unconscious, not even from “happy mode” to “angry mode” (and let’s not even talk about “revolutionary mode”, much less the exterminationist “killing mode” of my very dear Cro-Magnons…).