I once told a high-ranking Church representative: Your time is over; now you will face exactly what you did to us. The 2000 years where you lived in the sunshine and we in the shadows have come to an end. Now, we will live in the sunshine, and you in the shadows.
—Heinrich Himmler, speech at the group leader meeting in Bad Tölz in 1937.
I had promised a critical review of the series, but the YouTuber who reviewed it on his channel, which Mauricio transcribed and linked to in my midnight post, already covered the essentials. So, aside from this one, I won’t be posting any more articles: I’ll limit myself to saying a few things about some episodes from the first and second seasons of Breaking Bad.
Episode 2
In the first subversive message against Aryan sanity, we see Walter having breakfast with his family, who judge him with their stares. Remember that the right path would be to share meals in a Syssitia, not a nuclear family, but rather an extended family. Without the proper Männerbund restoring Aryan culture is impossible (women aren’t creators of great civilisations).
This lack of manliness, stemming from eating with a woman and a disabled lad instead of soldiers, is reflected in Walter having to kill a dangerous Hispanic man in Jesse’s basement. Walter first sees a knife, a hammer, the guns and a plastic bag but he doesn’t dare do anything because, like the rest of Western men, he’s feminized (compare Walter to Earl Turner from William Pierce’s novel).
Then there’s a funny scene. Walter tells Jesse that, to put the body of another dangerous non-white in two plastic containers to dissolve it with chemicals, they have to put the limbs in one container and the torso in the other: dark humour!
But in the second subversive message we see that Walter was expecting a baby girl, according to the ultrasound. What an idiot given that Walter Jr. is disabled and, in a normal world, the father should yearn for a male heir to replace the idiot (those values no longer exist in the degenerate West). Skyler, pregnant, confronts Walter and scolds him for smoking marijuana at Jesse’s house (remember that Walter dies of cancer). That probably wouldn’t happen in a Spartan home.
It was hilarious to see that when Jesse drags the already smelly corpse of the gook guy who tried to kill him, the body bangs its head on the steps as it’s carried down, and the ultimate dark humour came when the bathtub melted as the body dissolved because Jesse didn’t follow Walter’s chemical instructions. It made me laugh big time! But before that Jesse told Walter, “It’s obvious [Walter’s wife] wears the pants in the family.”
Episode 3
“Murder is wrong,” Walter writes during his internal struggle because he doesn’t dare kill the dangerous spic, who is tied up in Jesse’s basement. Is it possible to reclaim the Old US with such Christian morality? Then, Walter calls his wife to check in because it’s late and he hasn’t arrived, as if implying that she’s the one in charge. It’s inconceivable to become a Nazi with Americans like that. Of course, Walter coughs because cancer is eating him alive, but there are countless husbands who behave like that, even without cancer.
But then Walter regains his manhood and commits his first direct murder: he finally kills the Hispanic guy. How many of those who blog on racialist forums would commit such an act?
Episode 4
In the first scene after the episode’s introduction Walter is eating with his wife, his brother-in-law Hank, and Walter Jr. Part of the feminization of men—and this must be iterated—is the absence of a Männerbund. In a virile culture, there would be something similar to the laws of Lycurgus: forcing warriors to eat together to build the martial patriarchy. Instead, this bourgeois meal between two couples and a disabled son can only diminish the man’s warrior potential. Of course, the US has long been beholden to Judaism, and the only martial act permitted in that culture is defending Israel’s interests, but that is diametrically opposed to an Aryan culture and already changing among zoomers.
Watching the family scene in the Albuquerque, New Mexico, poolside on what appeared to be a relaxing Sunday, I thought to myself: What would the diners of a Spartan Syssitia (or its SS incarnation in Germany) be discussing at a table? Surely they’d be joking in the crudest way possible! Remember that Lycurgus ordered an effigy of the god of laughter to be placed in the dining halls of every Syssitia: coarse humour among warriors that would scandalize any little woman who dared approach such a place! Walter’s family is the opposite, and what’s worse is that white nationalists don’t even want to live together to create the necessary bonding within a small community of warriors (each Greek Syssitia consisted of relatively few men so that the bonds of friendship would be quite strong).
In contrast, upon hearing Walter and his brother-in-law talking on that family Sunday with their wives, the priest, preoccupied with the sacred words, can’t help but think that those families are talking rubbish—precisely because there are women present! (Remember that women infantilize everything because, psychologically, they are “between man and child” as Schopenhauer said.)
After revealing to his family that he has cancer, in the next scene we see Walter Jr. listening to degenerate music in his bedroom with headphones. After his family comforts Walter, in the following scene we see Jesse with two of his buddies: pure white trash. The priest has no interest in preserving people like that, but this white trash seems to be the current norm unlike, say, Norman Rockwell’s paintings (the image of Americans I was left with as a child watching old movies with my family).
The next toxic scene is that the oncologist, who charges five thousand dollars for a consultation and is one of the top ten in the country, is Black: typical of Hollywood, Netflix and HBO subversion.
Episode 5
There’s only one good scene when we see Walter with his family and Hank’s, saying he prefers quality of life to the misery of chemotherapy which would only prolong his life with terrible side effects.
Then comes a toxic scene, almost at the end: Gretchen, the Jewess wife of another Jew, Elliot Schwartz, takes pity on Walter and wants to help him financially. Walter, who needs a lot of money for his treatment, goes back to Jesse’s house and asks him, “Do you want to cook?”
Episode 6
Walter’s chosen alias for dealing with drug traffickers is mentioned for the first time: Heisenberg, in honour of the German who should have built the atomic bomb for the Third Reich. Now bald from chemotherapy, Walter has lost his fear of death and dares to go after the most dangerous Mexican distributor in town.
Episode 7
For the first time we see what would become the iconic blue methamphetamine that would make “Heisenberg” famous in the drug world.
Episode 8
Skyler scolds Walter for suddenly wanting to make love to her in the kitchen. On the other hand, Walter is becoming a man by dealing with tough thugs like Tuco, from the Juárez Cartel. But the screenwriter makes it clear that around his wife Walter behaves like a child: something that reflects today’s culture. Then there’s a scene with Hank and his own wife that also shows the crazy extremes of today’s feminism (I wouldn’t let a woman treat me the way this DEA agent did).
Episode 9
Walter and Jesse aren’t men yet. For a minute, they had Tuco Salamanca and the disabled Hector Salamanca, ruthless drug lords, at their mercy and they didn’t pull the trigger. This pair of white “heroes” wouldn’t work in the revolutionary times to come.
Episode 10
Nothing to report here except that feminism continues in the final scene, with Walter and Skyler in bed, Skyler not even letting Walter kiss her (compare it with the rape of the Sabine women: the foundation of Rome).
Episode 11
The episode begins with a subversive message: Walter tells Jesse in a small supermarket that he can’t cook right now because his wife worries if he’s gone for more than twenty minutes. Then there’s another subversive message in Walter’s breakfast scene with Skyler: the same old pandering! A great humiliation for the man.
What we see on Netflix are anti-role models par excellence, a true inversion of values: secular neochristianity taken to its apotheosis. Throughout the episode, the pregnant Skyler mistreats her husband. After Tuco’s death, all these family scenes are a tremendous anti-climax to Walter’s previous bravery with the Mexicans. And the heterosexual fag still apologizes! Can you imagine these anti-Spartans reclaiming all the territories occupied by non-Aryans in the US? “I love you,” Walter tells his wife: something we should never say to a woman.
Episode 12
Tough cop Hank has similar problems with his wife but l am fed up with these family dynamics and must stop here.
Editor’s note: Below is a passage from a video about Breaking Bad, transcribed by Mauricio, in which the author alluded to the famous novel by Herman Melville.
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There is another famed literary work that may provide insight into Breaking Bad’s true significance: the aforementioned Herman Melville novel Moby Dick. The White Man, then, is America’s White Whale, and he hunts himself. His poisoned consciousness striving to slay the primal, untamed life force within, the inner Heisenberg. Pitted against himself, he despises this uninhibited inner nature, because it does not conform to the false moral system that has been imposed upon him, and by which he judges and condemns his own being.
This is why we are driven to subjugate ourselves to systems that chain us, moral precepts that harm us, and drugs that weaken us. It is why we mutilate ourselves through endless self-critique and why we relentlessly scrutinise our own thoughts and deeds. It is why we are now compelled to submit to the synthetic gods that, through AI, we are in the process of creating. And like Ahab and his Pequod, we recruit peoples from all corners of the Earth to assist us in our task. This hunt to slay the Great White Beast has become the meta-narrative of the Modern Age, and it is the secret tie that binds its many myths together [emphasis added by Ed.].
We hunt ourselves because the conflict between our primal inner being with its forbidden strength and the servile creature we have been trained to become is irreconcilable. And one force must inevitably triumph above the other. Either the moral system we have accepted dies, or we die. There is no middle ground. This is the choice that lies before us.
Several years ago, I received several booklets in the post that I had bought from an American distributor. Some time later, I wrote on the blank pages of the following booklet (my Spanish-English translation):
SS Leitheft, year 7, issue 2b.
After all this time, I am returning to reading these booklets because only now have I matured enough to criticise this naive NS who was never openly anti-Christian. Note that I am not criticising Hitler, but the German people who had to write these politically correct things so as not to break completely with tradition.
But I am having second thoughts. I think I should first read Richard Weikart’s book on Hitler’s anti-Christianity and only then return to these booklets. Otherwise, it’s like putting the cart before the horse.
The fact is that the Nazis Lite [who wrote it] weren’t like Hitler. Perhaps my new series should be titled “NS Lite 1,” “NS Lite 2,” etc., after reading Richard’s book.
In stark contrast to what I said today in the thread whose article features a nightmarish drawing by degenerate Swiss artist H.R. Giger, in this booklet we read:
What We Find Beautiful—That is Race!
There were once strange people in Germany. Their slogan was—and in the jewized Anglo-Saxon world it is still screamed at the top of the lungs—the assertion of the equality of everything that bears a human face. These strange preachers, erring lunatics and intentional liars, should have marched with us, when we entered the ghettos of Lublin and Warsaw, or when we drove together the first black prisoners in the west! Then these equalisers would have had the right material for observation, and we would have gladly allowed them to voluntarily mix into the ranks of their crooked-nosed, flat-footed “brothers” or among the thick-lipped Negroes. That such thinking could ever find any place at all among our folk, is because within a clan many really consider it a coincidence, if the children come into the world sometimes black-haired, sometimes blond-haired, sometimes tall, sometimes short, sometimes slender, sometimes chubby. Even our peasants, who are refined breeders of farm animals with precise knowledge of breeds of domestic animals, appear to have forgotten everything within their own home and think human breeding is nonsense, if not immoral.
It has already been a success that the concept of race is expressed in our folklore at all.
But long is still the path to the implementation of the consequences that must be derived from the scientific knowledge for all and each individual.
And it is ever more difficult to affirm the working of the laws of race in those spheres that appear to be so far removed from the physical-external that they are considered a private matter. And even if the equality of the countenance is no longer believed, many still want to think that men are the same when it comes down to feelings, love, aversion, beauty and justice. [pages 7-8]
Although I read the passage in the printed booklet whose image we see above, to avoid typing I copied and pasted this passage from Renegade Tribune (specifically, here). I’ve known about that site for a long time and love that they put Goodrich’s Hellstorm at the top. But until today, I didn’t know that Renegade Tribune has excellent NS material, including links to Bitchute of our Führer’s after-dinner talks. The booklet continues:
Many Folks—Nonetheless One Ideal!
When, for example, the soil of the ancient world, hence the Hellenic-Roman folks of the time two thousand years ago, today reveals marble statues, then it is as if one of our brothers, indeed the best looking one, is there chiselled into stone. Only a few externalities of the ancient figures seem strange to us, but without hesitation we take them as paradigms, and for centuries the German world, lacking it own supreme masterpieces, admired the Greek artworks as an ideal […].
The word “race” gives the key to the explanation. And if we had nothing more about the Greek works of art, no text and nothing written—from these portrayals we could see they were men of Nordic blood, immigrants and descendants of the great tribe that even today still fills our land with its blood.
Among our Germanic ancestors, it was the opposite. Their artworks, presumably carved in wood, have long since perished in the damp German soil. But here the witness of the fairy tales, sagas and heroic songs speaks a clear language. Where beauty and manliness are portrayed there, we read the adjectives “strong, tall and blond”. Women are praised because of the shimmering white of their skin, their tenderness and the rose colour of their cheecks. The kindly goddess of Germanic man, the older example of “our dear wives”, is Berchta, whose name downright means the “light one”, the “radiant one”. [pages 9-10]
But on that same page 10 and the next, we see a monocausal slant: mentioning Jewry, but not Judeo-Christianity which has rammed the Jew’s dick down the white throat (see Giger’s drawing). Although Renegade Tribune does acknowledge the Christian Question, it doesn’t present it as the primary source of Western decline.
In the next chapter of the booklet we see a beautiful poem, although translated from German into English something must be lost. It seems to portray in verse what I have conveyed on this site in images with the paintings of Parrish and other artists:
So sings Walther von der Vogelweide:
Sweetened through and flowered are the pure women: There was never anything so blissful to look at In the skies, nor on the earths, nor in all the green pastures. Where one sees a beautiful woman, that can moisten sad disposition. And dissolves everything sorrowful at the same hour, When her sweet, red mouth dearly laughs in love, And rays shoot from plating eyes into the base of the man’s heart.
This reminds me of an afterthought attributed to David Lane about the second 14 words: that female beauty turned out to be a lie. That’s relative. It’s only a lie when it comes to the millions of Pod women mentioned in my comment on “Damn Christians.” But it is not a lie if we reinstate patriarchy to the extent of transvaluing Woke values to the world of Jane Austen in terms of sexual morality. “Women are automatons,” a friend just told me. I would add that they would behave only if men reclaimed their manhood (something I will discuss in one of my next comments on Breaking Bad).
On the next page of the booklet’s poem, we see a reproduction of an image of the Virgin Mary in Freiburg Cathedral as an example of nobility of soul. True, but let us remember that the Church only allowed this type of artistic eulogy to Aryan women in the context that they were Semites: something false insofar as those Christians didn’t know what the kikes of first-century Palestine looked like! The editors of the booklet do not seem to have realised that their POV was ambivalent, and even less did they know that after 1945 the Semitic side would triumph decisively over the Aryan, to such an extent that the body of the Aryan woman is now only venerated in a culture that thoroughly degrades it.
In a blank space in this booklet that I read years ago, I wrote:
In my post, I will say that Richard Wagner was a stepping stone. And so were these booklets: another stone from Christianity to ancient paganism.
I do not criticise them, because it was natural to convince the German people step by step. Now, in The West’s Darkest Hour, only the ultimate truth must be told.
Regarding the “stepping stones,” I was referring to my metaphor of crossing back the psychological Rubicon to Greco-Roman values.
What I said in yesterday’s post means that, from now on, I must take off the gloves on this site and start throwing hard punches at those to the left of the Nazi: whites in general and white nationalists in particular.
I’ve been looking at ratings pages for the most popular television series. Breaking Bad came out on top in several of the lists.
If Breaking Bad has the reputation of being the best series, that means it is a portrait of the American psyche of the 21st century, as novels such as Ben Hur and Uncle Tom’s Cabin were in the past (I was one year old when the movie Ben Hur, starring Charlton Heston, hit the big screen). Just as these novels completely sold out to Christian ethics were supertoxic to the Aryan DNA of Americans of yesteryear, so are all the Netflix and HBO series today. But let’s focus on just one, presumably the best.
Remember that in the final essay of On Beth’s Cute Tits I critically reviewed each of the 73 episodes of Game of Thrones (GoT) because of the crazy feminism of that famous series. Although I had already written an article about Breaking Bad in September 2022, I will now do the same thing I did with GoT with each of the 62 episodes of Breaking Bad. I am doing this because I have realised that only the punches of hatred in my writings cure me of depression (remember the words of Colin Ross, who coined the expression trauma model: “The best antidepressant on the market is anger”).
The first episode of the first season of Breaking Bad is titled:
Pilot
The first toxic message appears at the beginning of “Pilot”. Walter White, the main character, tells his wife Skyler White in a video he records that she is the love of his life. Remember that Savitri Devi said she would despise a man who put her before him. A real man shouldn’t idolise his wife. It was precisely unconditional love that made my father believe the slander my mother spread about me (eventually, because he believed those lies, he murdered my soul). A real man can love his wife, but never idolise her. A true man loves his race, and his primary bond should be with other men—Männerbund—and his firstborn son, who should inherit his worldview, scale of values and property.
Walter White’s only child, Walter Jr. (“Flynn”), who was born with cerebral palsy, would have been euthanised in Sparta. In the first episode, in addition to his wife, Walter also addresses a message to his son in the opening scene of the video, as before committing suicide he planned to send his family a video as a posthumous farewell message. That is the second toxic message of the episode: to love defective offspring because Christian ethics prevent us from performing the most basic euthanasia, something that the pagan Hitler wanted to transvalue with his Aktion T4 programme.
The following family scene shows that Walter Jr. is even a little shit. If Christianity prevented me from euthanising him as a baby, I would disown such a creature and let the female raise him without a penny from me. But of course: Americans, including the misnamed white nationalists, live under a culture, government and laws inspired by Judeo-Christianity, not the pagan Greco-Roman world.
Authorisation drafted and signed in October 1939 by Hitler for the euthanasia programme. The Spartans would be proud!
In the following toxic message, we see Walter White teaching a mixed class: boys with girls. This is a modern aberration: Boys should be educated to wage war (exterminate Neanderthals) and girls to procreate warriors. The reason American racialists don’t want to see the obvious is that, in reality, they don’t care about their race (see the book linked above that includes my critical essay on feminism).
We see the following toxic message at Walter White’s birthday party, where women and men are mixed. This didn’t happen in more civilised times, when men and women only mixed liberally at balls intended for finding a partner to comply with the 14 words (as in Jane Austen’s England). All the women at the party at White’s house have been empowered in the ethnosuicidal American society of our century (one or no children per woman, etc.), when in a normal world it is the man who chooses how many children he will have.
Hank Schrader is Walter’s brother-in-law and a member of the DEA. We see the next toxic message at the same party, where we see for the first time that Gomey, Hank’s right-hand man, is Hispanic: someone who should never have been an American citizen; and if there are millions of Gomeys in the US we owe it to the damn Christians.
In the next toxic message, we see Skyler masturbating her husband Walter in their marital bed while Skyler is busy on her laptop: a distraction. In a normal world, serious instruments would only be used by adult males, say, the heads of households of ancient Greece with the right to vote.
In the next toxic message, after Walter is diagnosed with terminal lung cancer, we see Skyler scolding him because her husband used a credit card, presumably, for lab tests (the woman ignores he has cancer). In a normal world, only men would be in charge of family finances.
We see the next toxic message when Walter White and Jesse Pinkman, the second most important character in the series, begin cooking methamphetamine for the first time in the desert, far from the madding crowd. But the director chose degenerate music for the scene, inspired by the anti-music of blacks. That anti-music perfectly represents the corrupt soul of contemporary white men: not just gringos. When Walter flees in the van after chemically knocking out a gook and a spic who wanted to kill him, we hear niggers’ rap as background music. In the final scene Walter makes love to his wife with degenerate music, but this time apparently composed and played by white people.
It’s truly incredible how overt anger heals a depressed soul (something that applies not only to the fictional Walter White, but also to the author of these lines)!
White nationalists are completely nuts: they have the enemy right in front of them, the big elephant in the room, and out of sheer pride they refuse to see it: they are wicked people.
Adam Green has demonstrated this forcefully in this video.
I’ve been talking about Joel Webbon because of his interview with Nick Fuentes. Green’s video begins with Webbon saying that he would give his daughters away to a black and a hispanic as long as they are Christians!
Then Green shows clips of other notable Christians…
After watching Green’s video, do you understand why I feel alone among so-called American “racialists”? Who among them has a blog like mine that openly says that the Christian Problem is the primary cause of white decline (the JQ is merely a secondary infection, as it is Christians who worship the god of the Jews)?
At the end of Green’s video, we also see some rabbis. But what really matters are the whites who have a xenomorphic parasite attached to their faces—Christianity—and don’t want to tear it off. On the contrary: they have amalgamated their psyche with the xenomorph!
From this angle, anyone who doesn’t reject Christian ethics—and I mean both atheists and Christians—is a subject who has allowed the Jew to stick his dick down his throat and doesn’t even realise that he has an alien creature at the core of his being!
Nick Fuentes explains the history of Israel and how the neocons emerged; how their competitors, the paleoconservatives, were defamed and destroyed by the philo-Semitic American system, and how the myth of the post-WW2 consensus was created. Despite the nonsense Nick recently spouted on his podcast about another subject, unlike many racialists, both interviewee and interviewer concede that Hitler wasn’t a Christian.
It is a pity that neither of them seems to know anything about the Hellstorm Holocaust committed by the Allies from 1944 to 1947. However, interviewer Joel Webbon hit the nail on the head when he said that Western religion had changed from “pro-Christ” to “anti-Hitler.”
The West’s Darkest Hour attempts to transvalue the values of the Christian religion in favour of Hitlerism. It is no longer possible to incorporate Christianity for the reasons I will be explaining in my new series on Third Reich booklets.
My dream would be to have a podcast with a background like Webbon’s studio, featuring similar furniture and even similar clothing (I share all this with Webbon, except for the canteen), but not from the perspective of Christian nationalism but rather post-1945 National Socialism.
For example, in this other interview Nick says he is against violent revolution because he subscribes to Christian ethics. Fuentes is not only ignorant of the history of the first millennium of Christianity. He inverts it, claiming that the martyrs convinced the Roman Empire to convert to Christianity through peaceful means: a pious myth (and by the way, most of the apostles were unhistorical).
Remember that, according to Origen (185-253 c.e.), a prolific writer who wrote approximately 2,000 treatises on multiple branches of theology, there were only about thirty historical martyrs. Christians not only invented countless hagiographies of unhistorical saints and martyrs. They themselves perpetrated veritable Holocausts in which millions of whites were slain! (for example, the exterminationist campaign of the Arian Vandals and Ostrogoths by Justinian I—see our abridged translation of Karlheinz Deschner’s Christianity’s Criminal Historyhere and here).
Deschner’s ten thick volumes contain thousands of bibliographic references that support this secular reading of the first millenium of Christendom. As good Christians, Fuentes and Webbon grossly ignore the origins of their religion.
We can already imagine a National Socialist podcast with real historians discussing how Judeo-Christians seized power ever since Constantine handed the empire over to his Semitic bishops…
Apparently, some visitors to this site don’t even know what child or adolescent abuse is. This prompts me to publish below the final pages of my book. I refer to the pages preceding the appendices:
How to murder your child’s soul
– with the help of a psychiatrist –
First, marry a man who is super-affectionate with children: someone who has an extraordinary graceful charm with them and whom you can also manipulate.
Second, narcissistic mother, you must understand that your child is a part of your mind. His thoughts, feelings and desires are your private property: they are part of your inheritance. His emerging mind is like a computer and you have the duty and the right to program it as you please.
Any initiative, natural spontaneity or free will of the child that doesn’t reflect your programming is a symptom of mental illness, so you must harass him mercilessly.
If, upon reaching puberty, he rebels against your possessive behaviour, go to your husband. He is stronger than the boy, and if you use your feminine wiles to have your husband publicly humiliate him with tremendous slaps across his little face, all the better. The harder the overly affectionate father hits him, the greater the trauma will be. The goal is to provoke a monstrous confusion of feelings: that the one who gave him the most love as a child will be the one who shows him the greatest hatred as a teen…
This is the key to murdering your child’s soul, and if your husband fails to develop the gift of lycanthropy, you may not achieve your objectives. Remember that nothing undermines more the sensitive and developing mind of a child or teenager who adores his dad than these inexplicable changes.
If, even with these measures, you haven’t reached his inner self to injure it, seek the services of a specialist! A psychiatrist or psychoanalyst will do a good job. Your son will be forced to attend sessions at the Ministry of Love…
Since he is already in a state of shock and trauma from the insults and beatings from his beloved dad, you will have a golden opportunity to, precisely at that moment of maximum vulnerability victimize him again to produce irreversible psychological damage. If you also choose a professional with gentle manners and media fame, no one will suspect a thing about the drastic measure you’ve taken.
If, in O’Brien’s therapy, your child suffers panic attacks and develops delusions (‘mum wants to possess my thoughts,’ ‘my father is turning into Mr. Hyde,’ ‘a doctor they hired wants to poison me with drugs’) don’t go thinking these are echoes of your splendid upbringing or the medical attack. The therapist will inform you that under no circumstances should the parents be blamed for the child’s emotional disturbance. Quite the contrary: the evidence of a biological defect in your kid is irrefutable. This wise man in a white coat has a Malleus Maleficarum DSM where he will easily find the name of his ailment. Once diagnosed, his prescription will be to bombard the deluded brat with the most incisive neuroleptic. The resulting panic attacks, dystonia and akathisia—all effects of the drug—will be more than enough to control him. Akathisia is hellish: and people will think the crises are your sick child’s doing, not the drug you secretly slip into his food.
But make sure he doesn’t get away with it and avoids a chemical lobotomy. You wouldn’t want him to write an autobiography when he’s grown! On the other hand, if he takes his meds he’ll be as docile as a lamb and he’ll never be able to say what you, your husband and the psychiatrist did to him.
Then you’ll have the beloved little child of your dreams. You’ll be able to dress him, feed him and, given his irreversible tardive dyskinesia, change his diapers.
And remember: you have your husband, the medical establishment and the whole of society on your side…
In November, The Occidental Observer published one of the chapters of this book, How to Murder your Child’s Soul: the complete English translation of which has just been released and is available here.
Hitler and the National Socialists had limitations. And I am not referring only to what I said in my article yesterday: that the Christian problem is more serious than the Jewish problem. The Nazis also failed by believing in biological psychiatry; specifically, that mental disorders are due to genetic deficiencies.
That is false, and this semi-autobiographical book proves it conclusively.
I would like to take this opportunity to thank Benjamin for his corrections to the English syntax. It is always difficult to write correctly in a second language.
Those racialists who have had mental health problems should read this book. It is liberating in a very specific sense. They must rid themselves of the demoralising idea that there is something wrong with their bodies, when in reality, the only thing that happens to those who suffer from disabling mental stress is that they have been martyred by their parents.
Incidentally, the cover image is a drawing my father made the year before I was born. It’s a copy of a Gustave Doré engraving that now hangs framed in the studio my father left behind.
The darkest hour of the West is due to the extreme degeneration of white men, especially those Europeans who swallowed the propaganda of the American Diktat after World War II.
On the other side of the Atlantic, what “white nationalists” are incapable of understanding is that, as Matt Koehl said, a race that rejects Hitler will perish.
Among the noblest civilisations that defended their race—the Aryans who conquered India, Greece, and eventually Rome; the Vikings; and the Visigoths who killed those who dared to intermarry—, after the Judeo-Christian infection only the National Socialists intellectually developed a model of nationhood that fulfilled the sacred words. The others fell so short that they eventually Christianized like the Norsemen, or a thousand times worse: they intermarried.
Although Koehl’s eight words (“A race that rejects Him will surely perish”) should be displayed in every home of the brotherhood we wish to create, that doesn’t mean I share Koehl’s faithful orthodoxy, as we will see in this series on NS booklets translated into English.
On July 22, 2021, when I read the booklet pictured above, originally published in German by Himmler, I wrote on its blank pages:
Upon reading page 7, I can’t help but think that I shouldn’t visit the WN websites again, which are garbage compared to this fighting spirit.
It is precisely because the US is founded on that materialistic phrase containing the deceptive word “happiness” that it makes Americans the antithesis of the Aryan hero. But there’s a problem.
The problem I was referring to was page 10, where the author of the booklet, whether Himmler or one of his associates, wrote “…so help me God!”
The problem with imagining the deity in the singular is that it’s done under the umbrella of Jewish monotheism. An Aryan who wants to refer to providence would have to do so in the plural, “Gods,” inspired, let’s say, by the inscription of the Oracle of Delphi. Although the National Socialists, especially the pagan SS, were transitioning from Christianity to Germanic paganism, there were Jewish remnants in pronouncements like this one.
Given that after 1945 Christian ethics exploded in a secular way like a red giant star burning Aryan DNA around the globe, it’s necessary to recognise that this evil persisted, albeit to a minuscule degree, in translated booklets like this one.
Had the Nazi leadership realised this, they wouldn’t have launched insane wars of conquest (like Operation Barbarossa) but would have instead dedicated all their power to educating the masses in a kind of neo-Nietzschean racism, beginning with essays similar to Eduardo Velasco’s on Judea and Rome. They didn’t because, unlike us, the Nazis failed to grasp that the JQ wasn’t the primary cause of the Aryan decline but rather the CQ.
That said, there are many things I appreciate about the booklet, such as the fact that there was a group of SS members who were professional musicians. And by music, we obviously mean non-degenerate music (one of the enormous failings of the American racial right is their inability to make this distinction): music that inspires the highest ideals, like what I recently said about the Eroica Symphony.
Page 66 of the booklet begins with these words: “German parents! Sooner or later your son will become a soldier.” Reading this in 2021 reminded me that even the most radical of American white nationalists, the late Alex Linder, opposed National Socialism because he subscribed to individualistic libertarianism.
Let’s respond to Linder.
One of the greatest damages caused by “introducing spiritual terror” (Hitler’s words) to the Aryan collective unconscious is precisely that it atomized it: from a collective, whites became atomized particles, “souls” whose main purpose was to avoid eternal torment in hell. The spiritual terror finished off the racial solidarity that had already declined in Imperial Rome.
Even anti-Christians like Linder never understood that it wasn’t enough to repudiate the dogmatic part of Christianity, but rather the axiological part as well: like this transition from collectivist societies like Sparta and Republican Rome to imperial degeneration. One of the most notable features of the decadent religions that arose in the Mediterranean is that, unlike their ancient predecessors, they were religions of personal salvation—and I’m not referring only to Christianity (cf. Richard Carrier’s work on the plethora of Mediterranean religions in the Roman Empire).
On page 87 of the booklet, which mentions many colours of Waffen-SS insignia, I learned that the colour used in concentration camps was light brown. As several visitors know, last year I visited Dachau outside Munich: a place I love because unlike, say, the feminized Groypers, the goal there was to eliminate internal opposition including rebellious Christians. Recall the words of a Christian I quoted last month:
He [Hitler] filled Dachau with Catholic clergy; hundreds were worked to death or died under medical experiments.
Bishops who preached against euthanasia faced arrest.
The Gestapo dissolved every independent Catholic youth organisation in Germany. Catholic newspapers were banned, publishing houses seized, and confessional schools closed or converted to state use.
The Concordat he signed in 1933 was violated before the ink dried.
In his own recorded words, he called Christianity “an invention of the Jew” and “the heaviest blow that ever struck humanity,” declaring that the Church would be eradicated once the war was won. His inner circle confirmed the plan was total.
Pius XI answered with Mit brennender Sorge, the only encyclical in history smuggled into a country and read from every Catholic pulpit on the same Sunday, condemning the idolatry of race and blood, and National Socialism itself, by name.
Condemning “the idolatry of race and blood”! Actually, it was magnificent to have condemned the worshipers of the god of the Jews, those rebellious Christians, the true idolaters. Loving your blond sons and blue-eyed daughters isn’t idolatry!
Do we finally understand what Nietzsche meant when he said that Christianity had inverted the values of the Greco-Roman world? If I were the dictator of the US and an insolent disciple of Nick Fuentes rebelled publicly against these types of measures, I would undoubtedly send him to the American incarnation of Dachau.
I once told a high-ranking Church representative: Your time is over; now you will face exactly what you did to us. The 2000 years where you lived in the sunshine and we in the shadows have come to an end. Now, we will live in the sunshine, and you in the shadows.
There is another famed literary work that may provide insight into Breaking Bad’s true significance: the aforementioned Herman Melville novel Moby Dick. The White Man, then, is America’s White Whale, and he hunts himself. His poisoned consciousness striving to slay the primal, untamed life force within, the inner Heisenberg. Pitted against himself, he despises this uninhibited inner nature, because it does not conform to the false moral system that has been imposed upon him, and by which he judges and condemns his own being. So sings Walther von der Vogelweide:
At the end of Green’s video, we also see some rabbis. But what really matters are the whites who have a xenomorphic parasite attached to their faces—Christianity—and don’t want to tear it off. On the contrary: they have amalgamated their psyche with the xenomorph!
First, marry a man who is super-affectionate with children: someone who has an extraordinary graceful charm with them and whom you can also manipulate.
