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Dry sand

When the Radio Free Mississippi interviewer asked Alex Linder what he thought about Kevin MacDonald a dozen years ago, Linder replied, “We need PhDs.”

Very true. But if a white nationalist didn’t make a career in academia, he should start infiltrating the world of American politics.

Yesterday I was thinking that, within the racialist movement, the only people I respect (as a professor emeritus, KMD is a special case) are those Groypers who are starting to follow Nick Fuentes’s advice: surreptitiously infiltrate the Republican Party. (To bring about the scenario in William Pierce’s novel requires more decades of suffering for the American population.)

To limit oneself to commenting, say in The Unz Review, is feminine behaviour. Real men fight in the real world. In Europe, it’s impossible because if you speak with the frankness of someone like Nick, they simply throw you in jail. In the Third World, where I live, there is more freedom of expression because the racial battle has already been lost (there are hardly any pure whites left in the country where I live; let’s say, the Orthodox Mennonites who haven’t yet mixed with the native population).

The series of videos I’ve started subtitling, thanks to Benjamin’s efforts, reveal where I come from: I’m trying to know myself thanks to religiously following the mandate of the Oracle of Delphi, something neither Christians nor atheists do. That’s why—in sharp contrast to the methods of academia—I constantly post autobiographical vignettes on this site.

One of them is precisely making public one of my soliloquies: “Which contemporary men do I truly respect?”

Until recently, I despised virtually the entire racial right because, as I said, despite their First Amendment rights, they behave like women (limiting themselves to posting comments on racialist forums). The case of Nick, or those who are beginning to secretly infiltrate political positions, is quite different: finally, some very young men are doing something manly in the real world. As I’ve confessed, I don’t care if they’re Christians. Unlike the vast majority of racialists who, following my old metaphor, are petrified halfway across the psychological Rubicon because of the eye of Medusa, the Groypers are slowly moving toward our shore.

Once we finish subtitling the series of videos in which I talk about what my parents and a Freudian follower did to me when I was a minor—something that has happened to millions of Aryan children; think, for example, of the millions drugged with Ritalin—, I will begin speaking directly to the Groypers so they continue advancing toward us. Of course, that can’t be done on YouTube because they would take down our channel; only on Rumble.

If just one Groyper realizes that the journey to the beaches of NS has much to do with becoming aware of the Christian Question, I’ll be satisfied. It’s extremely rare for anyone to touch the dry sands on this side of the river with the soles of their feet.

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Nick’s latest

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Could a German who likes this video translate it with AI to see if it makes his compatriots grow some balls? (unlike Nick, all the white men I know behave like eunuchs!).

Greg Johnson says Nick doesn’t read. I am poor but could someone send Nick a copy of Hellstorm, and once he has assimilated it, a copy of Who We Are by Pierce?

The moment he incorporates this knowledge, with his balls he will take our message to another level…

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Correspondence Real men Women

Hello, Mr. Tort!

It seems that not even Hitler had the full picture of the world and of how rotten the English were which might have cost him the war. Céline perhaps had the better understanding of how far gone the other Aryans were, he even blamed the Germans for their relaxed behaviour in Paris, instead of fomenting a revolution they were indulging themselves in bars. What should we make of Hitler failing to blame Christianity in his Testament?

I have seen The Village, it is quite curious that an Indian made films with mostly a white cast for a long time. Should we put the Aryan woman on such a pedestal? Didn’t David Lane regret later the second variation on the 14 words? Shouldn’t we simply want to survive because that’s what life is? Struggle? Will? Power? I am an incel myself, but I cannot care that much to put a woman on a pedestal. And women today are as traitorous as men if we care to give them agency, which I don’t think we should but still. Sure, some are beautiful, but what if they were uglier?

Our race is our race, and our race shall outlive the other races, especially the Nordic, or exclusively so—I am a Nordicist myself. Fuentes will never be a radical, that’s why he can be in the open, unlike us. His purpose will be to make other whites self-castrate. The truth is out there, we can look around us and look at History and we will get to Adolf Hitler! No man more noble, he who doesn’t get to Hitler alone will never get to him! Germany had a gold population back then, National Socialism being born in the trenches of the First World War.

Meanwhile, the Amerikwans went to war for a government that allowed niggers to roam in millions their territory, absolutely insane people for which no politics can be possible, every Amerikwan should scream daily in forgiveness to the murder of Germania and of our continent which is the only real treasure of this failed human species!

Heil Hitler. May the convergence of catastrophes save us from extinction, whites on their own are too far gone to wake up!

Forgotten Soldier

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On Nick Fuentes

Something that strikes me about mornings is that it’s the time when inspiration strikes. For example, I went to bed and woke up planning to spend the morning reviewing the chapter against Sigmund Freud in my Hojas Susurrantes, which I’m translating into English. But inspiration struck while I was getting ready, so I decided to write this post instead.
 

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I’d like to clarify what I have said in my two previous posts, about the movie The Village and Nick Fuentes (here and here). The crucial phrase doesn’t appear in the articles, not even in the question I posed in the last one (“Does such 21st century American film exist…?”), but rather in the comments section and even in parentheses: “Who needs Jews when we have white nationalists?”

I will explain it in this entry.

I’ve been reading the recent articles about Fuentes published on Counter-Currents. I think we’re all missing the main point.

Fuentes is like the kid who says the emperor has no clothes. At 27, he doesn’t have my maturity, or the erudition of the authors of C-C. Compared to me or my mentors William Pierce and Savitri Devi, Fuentes seems like a child. But it’s important to remember that it’s precisely that naive cry to a cowardly public—that the emperor has no clothes—that’s the first step in making them see the obvious.

In racialist forums I’m ignored for taking the message of white nationalism to its logical conclusion: violent revolution à la Third Reich. And I’m not just referring to the question I asked yesterday, which was left hanging (although I admit that only a film expert could answer it). I’m referring to the fact that regarding those crucial words conflating my last posts (“Who needs Jews when we have white nationalists?”) I haven’t received any response on X either, where I tweeted them a day ago. Of my 259 followers on X, nobody has said a word yet. As I was told in an email yesterday, they leave me talking to myself “because increasingly—silently, clandestinely—their egos are bruised by the scolding truth brings, and they are otherwise in distaste, having disagreed silently in the background but without the balls to add more.”

But let’s return to Fuentes, who, unlike my followers in X and here, is always willing to discuss important issues with great frankness. He’s like the kid in the story because he speaks the truth—as far as he understands it—about the ethnocidal levels of migration and feminist ethnosuicide: the cancer in the Aryan collective unconscious of our times (cf. what I said yesterday about The Village).

In fact, young Fuentes is far more mature than the veterans Jared Taylor and those of VDARE, insofar as he has already awakened to the JQ (see this clip). On the other hand, by obeying the Christian mandate to love all human beings (remember that from our POV most are exterminable Neanderthals), Fuentes falls into a great contradiction (see, for example, this other clip).

At the end of Tucker’s interview, he asked Fuentes if he would run for president in the future, and Fuentes said perhaps. Tucker asked him what he would do in power, and Fuentes replied that, since the Left wants to crush us (remember that if Harris had won, the First Amendment would have been at her mercy), the Right should crush the Left as a prophylactic measure.

Fuentes is right. Trump promised a Wall in his first term, and there’s nothing of the sort. In his second term he has promised to destroy Antifa, and the same thing happened: there aren’t thousands upon thousands imprisoned like Nayib Bukele is doing in El Salvador, or much better: what Hitler asked Himmler to do in Dachau, a place I love with all my heart and which I visited this very year!

César Tort, the Editor of The West’s Darkest Hour in Dachau Camp, Germany (see my report on that trip here).

Fuentes’s humanitarian sentiments in the second clip are that American whites must resign themselves to the fact that 100 million non-whites will be residing in the US, even though the Enemy imported them without any plebiscite. This represents a major contradiction with what he told Tucker, the same contradiction as Trump’s unfulfilled promises. Tellingly, both Tucker and Fuentes concede in that interview that it is precisely Christian scruples that compel them not to solve the problem (as Himmler was solving it before the deluded Anglo-Americans intervened).

This said, the adolescent way in which Fuentes speaks, shattering post-WWII taboos, is the right one. He speaks out in a crude manner, like an innocent child with no self-consciousness surrounded by adults under the delusion that the emperor has clothes. It doesn’t matter that compared to us, the 21st-century National Socialists, Fuentes seems like a kid. He uses the exact tone that the Aryan collective unconscious needs to awaken!

Let’s compare Fuentes’s most controversial statements in the clips the Left has been circulating with the boring C-C articles or those published by Jared Taylor and VDARE. Alex Linder compared them to those gatherings of posh people who eat crustless sandwiches and speak in politely low voices. With those bourgeois types we’re not going to get anywhere! We need classy thugs. We need an archipelago of Dachau camps throughout the West! Linder spoke with the right tone—the way potential revolutionaries speak.

Since Linder is no longer with us, I think that for the American collective unconscious, a voice like Fuentes’s is the first baby step across the psychological Rubicon in our direction.

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Obituary

by Full Verity

Alex Linder, scourge of the synagogue, scribe of the damned, last true witness to the clarity of fire in an age of smiling decay, has passed into shadow.

Before there were podcasts, before dissident Twitter threads, before the algorithm played gatekeeper to speech, there was VNNForum: ugly, unfiltered, untamed. It was not polite, it was not hopeful, and it was not safe. It was a clearing in the poisoned woods, where men came to speak aloud the truths that shattered their lives.

It was was on VNNForum, among threads black with rage and bright with forbidden logos, that some of us saw the world as it truly is. It was there, two decades past, that I first glimpsed the contours of the void. Names like @KarlRadl flickered like dark sentinels in that space, cutting through illusion with diamond-bladed contempt.

Through it all, Linder held the center like a pyromancer. He was not there to comfort; he was there to burn. He built a pyre, and on it, he incinerated the lies of the Levant with a clarity so severe it scorched the eyes of a generation raised on half-truths. For that, he was demonized, harassed, exiled from society; and yet he never stopped. There was no grift, no “rebrand,” no pivot to YouTube monetization.

He published The Aryan Alternative when it meant something to print heresy. He quoted Mencken not to sound clever, but because he meant it; because like Mencken, he saw through the American delusion: its Puritan moralism, its democratic fraudulence, its saccharine pieties masking a merchant’s rot. Linder stripped it bare.

And the cost was everything.

The enemy erased him from polite memory. They will not mourn him. They will not speak his name.

But we will.

Because he stood when others knelt; because he told the truth when it had no market value; because he said “Jew” when the rabble huddled behind the euphemism of “globalist.” He chose to be hated rather than be false.

He dies like so many of our prophets: poor, mocked, defiled. He will be cited by no think tank, footnoted by no historian; yet he will live longer than the whole parade of conservative cowards who called him “too much.”

He was too much: too sharp, too clear, too honest for this age.

So let this be sung in the ruins:

Alex Linder stood alone.
Alex Linder named the Enemy.
Alex Linder never knelt.

And for that, may his name be etched in iron while the world of lies rots beneath its own weight.

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Linder’s

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“Why so hard!”—said to the diamond one day the charcoal; “are we then not near relatives?”—

Why so soft? O my brethren; thus do I ask you: are ye then not—my brethren?

Why so soft, so submissive and yielding? Why is there so much negation and abnegation in your hearts? Why is there so little fate in your looks?

And if ye will not be fates and inexorable ones, how can ye one day—conquer with me?

And if your hardness will not glance and cut and chip to pieces, how can ye one day—create with me?

For the creators are hard. And blessedness must it seem to you to press your hand upon millenniums as upon wax,—

—Blessedness to write upon the will of millenniums as upon brass,—harder than brass, nobler than brass. Entirely hard is only the noblest.

This new table, O my brethren, put I up over you: Become hard!—

As I recently said in the comments section of my latest posts, I would never have been so abrasive in my criticism of white nationalists—mere charcoal—if they had behaved like Alex Linder: a true diamond. In a very unique way, throughout my blogging career I have interpreted Linder’s advice, “Attack the conservatives!” to mean that today’s racial right ideology is basically conservative, not revolutionary; Christian, not anti-Christian; feminized, not truly Aryan. Therefore, they must be attacked.

Here are the articles on this site in which I tried to choose Linder’s words that best reflect his thinking, which evoke my favourite passage from Nietzsche’s Zarathustra, quoted above as an epigraph to this small tribute to the now deceased Man:

On Breivik

“I’m not a Nazi”

Linder’s Weltanschauung

Alex Linder on Christianity

Guessedworker exchange

On conservatism

On The Turner Diaries

Hunter Wallace exchange

On Kevin MacDonald

Bitchute audios on Christianity

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Alex Linder

(1966-2025)

I was informed that Alex Linder has passed away (see an eponymous site here and the sad news on X here).

If our friend Jake has a backup of the WDH Radio Show from June 2, 2017 when Joseph Walsh, Jake and I spoke with Linder about the Christian Problem, it would be great to link it in this obituary. It’s the only recording that features Alex Linder, Jake and yours truly in a podcast (remember: the 2017 recording was gone when SoundCloud deplatformed us).



Update:
Link to the backup of that episode of the WDH Radio Show is here! (see first comment below). Also, like us Linder was an exterminationist.

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Mein Kampf, 4

“The application of force alone, without moral support based on a spiritual concept, can never bring about the destruction of an idea or arrest the propagation of it, unless one is ready and able ruthlessly to exterminate the last upholders of that idea even to a man, and also wipe out any tradition which it may tend to leave behind”.

(Chapter 5 – The World War)

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Might is right, 16

Physical distortion and mental malformation are the direct result of two thousand years of bad-breeding: that is to say, of mongrelism, of democracy, of equality… Christian-ism, originating in the despairful and fallacious philosophy of a crucified wanderer (suffering from acute morbus sacer) is now developed into an organised and world-wide conspiracy of clericals, politicals and decadents directed en masse, with Jesuitic cunning against all the primitive and heroic virtues.

Our clean-skinned ‘heathenish’ ancestors with all their vital forces unimpaired, were really the nobler type of animal. We on the other hand, with our corrupt, irresolute, civilised hearts, our trembling nerves, our fragile anaemic constitutions, are actually the lower, the viler type—notwithstanding the baseless optimism that courtly rhymers drivel into their ‘Heirs of all the ages’, etc.

No people can long retain hardihood and independence, whose minds become submissive to a false ideal.

Blessed are the strong for they shall possess the earth—Cursed are the weak for they shall inherit the yoke. Blessed are the powerful for they shall be reverenced among men—Cursed are the feeble for they shall be blotted out.

Blessed are the bold for they shall be masters of the world—Cursed are the humble for they shall be trodden under hoofs. Blessed are the victorious for victory is the basis of right—Cursed are the vanquished for they shall be vassals forever.

Blessed are the battle-blooded, Beauty shall smile upon them—Cursed are the poor-in-spirit, they shall be spat upon. Blessed are the audacious for they have imbibed true wisdom—Cursed are the obedient for they shall breed creeplings.

Blessed are the iron-handed, the unfit shall flee before them—Cursed are the haters of battle, subjugation is their portion. Blessed are the death-defiant, their days shall be long in the land—Cursed are the feeble-brained, for they shall perish amidst plenty.

Blessed are the destroyers of false-hope, they are true Messiahs—Cursed are the God-adorers, they shall be as shorn sheep. Blessed are the valiant for they shall obtain great treasure—Cursed are the believers in good and evil for they are frightened by shadows…

Blessed is the man who hath powerful enemies, they shall make him a hero—Cursed is he who ‘doeth good’ unto others, he shall be despised.

Blessed is the man whose foot is swift to serve a friend, he is a friend indeed—Cursed are the organisers of charities, they are propagators of plagues. Blessed are the wise and brave for in the struggle they shall win—Cursed are the unfit for they shall be righteously exterminated [emphasis by Ed.].

Blessed are the sires of noble maidens, they are the salt of the earth—Cursed are the mothers of strumous tenderlings for they shall be shamed. Blessed are the mighty-minded for they shall ride the whirl-winds—Cursed are they who teach lies for truth, and truth for lies, for they are abomination.

Blessed are the unmerciful, their posterity shall own the world—Cursed are the pitiful for they shall receive no pity. Blessed are the destroyers of idols, for tyrants shall fear them—Cursed are the famous wiselings, their seed shall perish off the earth. Thrice cursed are the vile for they shall serve and suffer.

Contrast this with an orthodox Sermonette—one that is repeated every seventh day, in thousands of sacred sanctuaries by consecrated black-robed clericals, who have been specially trained from boyhood to weepfully, unctuously rehearse the same with upturned eyes and skilful snuffle or in classic diction, sounding, sonorous, nay! Sublime—as suits the occasion.

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Hitler on democracy

‘This is the expression of an authoritarian state –not of a weak, babbling democracy [like the American one]–, of an authoritarian state where everyone is proud to obey, because he knows: I will likewise be obeyed when I must take command’.

—Speech at Nuremberg, September 14, 1935 (see Savitri’s Memoirs pages 172-177 to fully grasp this point).