The tragedy of Friedrich Nietzsche’s life was that it happened to be a one-man show, a monodrama wherein no other actor entered upon the stage: not a soul is at his side to succour him; no woman is there to soften by her ever-present sympathy the stresses of the atmosphere. Every action takes its birth in him, and its repercussions are felt by him alone. Not one person ventures to enter wholeheartedly into the innermost sanctum of Nietzsche’s destiny; the poet-philosopher is doomed to speak, to struggle, to suffer alone. He converses with no one, and no one has anything to say to him. What is even more terrible is that none hearken to his voice. —Stefan Zweig
Today, Benjamin sent me an email containing this paragraph: “I’m disappointed no one else even seems to have clicked my link to the page though (or if they have, from my analytics they haven’t stayed more than two minutes—odd with an easy-access layout one-page site containing many hours of content). Bar the psychiatry focus, and the veganism, I thought I was basically covering topics we talk about all the time on WDH. I don’t understand (my perennial problem: trying to analyse the apathetic) why they’re not interested. Maybe they haven’t got 6 quid. I hope not, or our movement is screwed”.
This is something that, in the past, has seemed like an extraordinary phenomenon to me, and I would like to respond to Benjamin in the second person singular:
As I’ve told you several times, even years before you found my site, when I posted quite insightful entries and thought some of them would have a large quorum, no one said a peep, and over time I invented a saying that I used to say to myself in soliloquies: “Here come the silent ones…!” in the sense that they left me talking to myself, over and over again.
It was so exasperating that, occasionally, as I’ve also confessed to you, I let the insulting trolls’ comments slide because I preferred the insults to have the racialists apply what the Germans call “death by silence” tactic. (My family, relatives, friends, therapist and acquaintances “killed me with silence”. No one wanted to know anything about what was happening at home, and it was precisely because no one wanted to listen that I dedicated myself to writing about the family tragedy.)
As I told you by email, the silence of the visitors began several years ago, when it became clear that my criticisms of white nationalism were going to be incisive, constant, and persistent. That scared everyone away. And they are fundamental criticisms: I was trying, and am trying, to shift the paradigm from the JQ to the CQ. And I do this not because I side with the Jews: I believe they should be expelled to Madagascar, Hitler’s original idea (or to Israel, although that country has already become a precarious place, and the war with Iran could evolve into a regional war).
I suspect that the relative silence in the comments section is due to what Thomas Kuhn said about a paradigm shift. The old guard first ignores the new paradigm (admirably summarised in yesterday’s post, citing your book!). When it’s no longer possible to ignore the new paradigm, let’s say if voices like yours were to multiply (obviously, we’re not there yet), the old guard fiercely opposes the new paradigm. Finally, the new paradigm is accepted as the most natural thing, although that only happens with the biological death of the old guard who controlled the boundaries of discourse. The new generations are seeing that the old paradigm was wrong or at least incomplete: something that, to preserve their egos, the older generations were reluctant to concede.
It’s similar to what Scott Peck says about narcissistic parents who never admit that they might have made a mistake with one of their children. It also reminds me of the case of a girl diagnosed as schizophrenic in one of Ronald Laing’s books. Laing wrote that it was precisely because the mother was incapable of accepting an ounce of guilt that her daughter was so disturbed.
The same thing happens with white nationalists: they are incapable of accepting that our civilisation took the wrong path many centuries ago. These nationalists maintain a working hypothesis that resembles a religious dogma: Jewry is responsible for our misfortunes. We say: Jewry is very powerful in the West and very subversive: but whites empowered them by destroying the religion whose Gods represented the Aryan collective unconscious, replacing it with the Judeo-Christian collective unconscious. As Emperor Julian saw when the transition from one collective unconscious to another was underway, “Why were you so ungrateful to our Gods as to desert them for the Jews?”
Contrary to what Hitler privately confessed to his closest friends, today’s nationalists are like the mother of the schizophrenic woman: they don’t accept an iota of blame. Compared to intelligent people like William Pierce, who wrote Who We Are, or scholars like Revilo Oliver, the ideology of today’s nationalists, besides being simplistic, represents a giant step backwards. If we follow the Rubicon metaphor it’s as if, after two solid steps toward the other side of the river—racial realism and becoming aware of JQ—instead of moving forward, these racialists panic about what they begin to glimpse through the fog on the other side. Transvaluing implies genocidal actions against our enemies and, like a magnet pulling them toward Normieland due to their Christian programming, they begin to take steps backwards instead of forward to finally cross the river toward National Socialism.
We can’t do anything with these cowards. We must be very patient. If Kuhn was right, the older generations—in our case, the white nationalists—will have to die. Perhaps those who are now Aryan children, or even unborn minds will have a better chance of seeing things differently: of discovering this site and embracing the post-1945 National Socialist antichristian worldview. But trying to do so with the hundreds of conservatives who comment on, say, The Unz Review and other racialist forums is a fool’s errand.
Since I’m already in my sixties I hope that if death were to surprise me, our work wouldn’t disappear but that I could pass the mantle to someone younger, like you: someone who would maintain the content of this site, especially the PDFs where the vital information is condensed.
And when it comes to the havoc that abusive parents wreak on their offspring, the situation is even worse! The taboo is universal due to the “problem of the attachment with the perp”, a concept explained in my Day of Wrath. However, if it makes you feel better, I received an email today from a Panamanian who asked me to share the link to your site, which I did.
pages 97-107 of the December 2024 edition of Benjamin’s The Less Than Jolly Heretic:
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I’ve become very anti-Christian over the recent years, seeing this slavish faith-based ideology as perhaps the primary cause of European civilisational collapse, having read quite closely into the likes of Catherine Nixey’s The Darkening Age, Revilo P. Oliver’s The Origins of Christianity, Tom Holland’s Dominion, and Charles Freeman’s The Closing of the Western Mind, and some abridged translations of Christianity’s Criminal History by Karlheinz Deschner, reinforced by the historical Roman writings of Celsus, Porphyry of Tyre, and the Emperor Julian, and, as with Edward Gibbon, have considered Christianity’s responsibility for the fall of Rome (and the theocratic brutality of Byzantium and the Dark Ages that effectively ended European science for well over a millennium, torturing and exterminating those Europeans who tried to hold out against the impositions of countless generations of bloodthirsty, ignorant, perverted Christian regimes, Europe split for seventeen centuries by terrible Christian sectarian warfare).
I have also considered its post-Enlightenment transition into liberalism and that all-encompassing secular ‘Neochristianity’, in the inspirational words of César Tort. This value system has conditioned a knee-jerk egalitarianism and relativistic weakness, a morality that Friedrich Nietzsche famously derided as fit only for slaves, a racially suicidal, life-hating framework of passivity, submission, and out-group preference, in complete contrast to the master morality values of Republican Rome and the cohesive Indo-European civilisations of the ancient world.
Drawing from a translated summary of Demolish Them by Vlassis Rassias, provided in original form on the West’s Darkest Hour blog, we can chart the principal Christian moves to destroy the Classical world. It’s worth noting that Christians referred to European advocates of Greco-Roman civilisation as ‘Gentiles,’ a Semitic term, before transitioning into even more erroneous and derogatory descriptors.
In 314, after the full legalisation of Christianity, the Christian church moved to attack the Gentiles. The Council of Ancyra denounced the worship of the Goddess Artemis. In 324, the Emperor Constantine declared Christianity as the only religion of the Roman Empire. At Dydima in Asia Minor, he sacked the Oracle of God Apollo and tortured its priests to death. He also evicted the Gentiles from Mt. Athos and destroyed all local Hellenic Temples. In 326, Constantine destroyed the Temple of God Asclepius in Aigeai in Celicia and many Temples of Goddess Aphrodite in Jerusalem, Aphaca, Mambre, Phoenice, and Baalbek. In 330, Constantine looted the treasures and statues of the Greco-Roman Temples of Greece to decorate his new capital of the empire, Nova Roma (the city of Constantinople), and in 335, went on to sack the Temples of Asia Minor and Palestine and ordered the execution by crucifixion of Gentile priests as “magicians and soothsayers” including the Neoplatonist philosopher Sopater of Apamea.
In 341, Emperor Constantius, the son of Constantine, persecuted “all the soothsayers and the Hellenists,” imprisoning and executing many Gentile Hellenes. In 346, there were large-scale persecutions against the Gentiles in Constantinople, during which the famous orator Libanius was banished as a “magician.” In 343, an edict of Constantius ordered the death penalty for all kinds of worship through “idols,” and a new edict in 354 ordered the closing of all Greco-Roman Temples, some of them to be turned into brothels or gambling rooms, and their priests were executed. In various cities of the empire, libraries began to be burnt, and lime factories were built next to the closed Temples. A large part of sacred Gentile architecture was turned to lime. A further edit in 356 ordered the Temples destroyed altogether and the execution of all “idolators,” and in 357, Constantius outlawed all methods of Divination.
In 359, massive death camps were built in Skythopolis in Syria for the torture and execution of arrested Gentiles from all around the empire. In 361, a new, non-Christian Emperor, Julian, pronounced religious tolerance and called for the restoration of the various pre-Christian cults but was assassinated in 363. In 364, the Emperor Flavius Jovianus ordered the burning of the library of Antioch, an Imperial edict ordered the death penalty for all Gentiles who worshipped their ancestral Gods, and three separate further edicts ordered the confiscation of all properties of Temples and the death penalty for participation in Greco-Roman rituals, even in private. In 365, an Imperial edict forbade Gentile army officers to command Christian soldiers.
In 370, Emperor Valens ordered a tremendous persecution of Gentiles throughout the Eastern Empire. In Antioch, the ex-governor Fidustius, the priests Hilarius and Patricius, and many other non-Christian believers were executed. All friends of Julian, such as his personal physician Orebasius, the Greek medical writer, the Roman historian Sallustius, and Pegasius, the custodian of the Temple of Minerva, were persecuted, and the philosopher Simonides was burnt alive whilst the philosopher Maximus was decapitated. In 372, Emperor Valens ordered the governor of Asia Minor to exterminate the Hellenes and all documents of their wisdom.
In 373, there was a new prohibition on Divination and the introduction by Christians of the slang term “Pagan” (from the Late Latin word pagani, meaning “peasants,” by extension as “rustic,” “unlearned,” “yokel,” or “bumpkin.”) The Greco-Roman polytheists did not refer to themselves as Pagans. The ‘Pagans,’ driven from their places of learning and religious practice and fearing for their lives, had become increasingly rural and provincial relative to the Christian population. Subsequently, Christians denigrated Paganism as “the religion of the peasantry.”
In 375, the Temple of God Asclepius in Epidaurus in Greece was closed. Again in 380, an edict of Emperor Flavius Theodosius decreed Christianity the exclusive religion of the Roman Empire, requiring that “all the various nations, which are subject to our clemency and moderation, should continue in the practice of that religion, which was delivered to the Romans by the divine Apostle Peter.” Non-Christians were referred to as “loathsome, heretics, stupid and blind,” and in another edict, he referred to all those who did not believe in the Christian god as “insane” and outlawed all disagreements with the Church dogmas. Ambrosius, the Bishop of Milan, began to destroy all the Temples in his area, and Christian priests led the mob against the Temple of Goddess Demeter in Eleusis and tried to lynch the hierophants Nestorius and Priskus. The 95-year-old Nestorius ended the Eleusinian Mysteries and announced a predominance of mental darkness over the race.
In 381, Emperor Theodosius removed all rights from any Christians who returned to the Greco-Roman religion. Throughout the Eastern Empire, more Temples and libraries were looted and burned down. Even simple visits to the Hellenic Temples were banned. In Constantinople, the Temple of Goddess Aphrodite was turned into a brothel, and the Temple of Sun and the Temple of Artemis were turned into stables.
Then, in 384, Theodosius ordered the devout Christian Praetorian Prefect, Maternus Cynegius, to cooperate with the local bishops of Northern Greece and Asia Minor to destroy more Hellenic Temples. From 385 to 388, “Saint” Marcellus and his armed gangs scoured the countryside, sacking and destroying hundreds of Hellenic Temples, shrines, and altars, including the Temple of Edessa, the Cabeireion of Imbros, the Temple of Zeus in Apamea, the Temple of Apollo in Dydima, and all the Temples of Palmyra. Many thousands more Gentiles were rounded up and sent to the Skythopolis death camps to be executed.
In 386, Theodosius outlawed the care of sacked Temples, and in 388 outlawed public talks on religious subjects. In 389 and 390, all non-Christian calendar systems were outlawed, and hordes of emboldened desert hermit fanatics flooded into the Middle Eastern and Egyptian cities, destroying statues, altars, libraries, and Temples and lynching the Gentile inhabitants. Theophilus, the Patriarch of Alexandria, began a heavy persecution of Gentiles and turned the Temple of Dionysos into a church, burnt down the city’s Mithraic Temple and then destroyed the Temple of Zeus, and mocked the priests as ludicrous before the laughter of the Christian crowd, before stoning them to death as the mob profaned their sacred images.
In 391, a new edict of Theodosius prohibited visits to Temples and the crime of merely looking at vandalised statues. In Alexandria, Gentiles led by the philosopher Olympius revolted, and street fights broke out before they locked themselves inside the fortified Temple of the God Serapis. Following a violent siege, the Christians occupied the building, demolished it, burnt its famous library, and profaned the Greco-Roman cult images.
In 392, Theodosius outlawed all non-Christian rituals as “Gentile superstitions.” The Mysteries of Samothrace were ended, and their priests slaughtered. In Cyprus, “Saint” Epiphanius and “Saint” Tychon destroyed almost all the Temples of the island and exterminated thousands more Gentiles. The local Mysteries of Goddess Aphrodite were ended. An edict by Theodosius declared, “The ones that won’t obey Pater Epiphanius have no right to keep living on the island.”
In 393, the Pythian Games at Delphi, the Aktia of Nikopolis, and the Olympic Games were outlawed as “idolatry,” and Christians sacked the Temples of Olympia. In 395, two new edicts led to the persecution of Gentiles. The Emperor Flavius Arcadius directed hordes of baptised Goths led by Alaric and the Christian monks to sack and burn the Hellenic cities, including, among others, Dion, Delphi, Megara, Corinth, Pheneos, Argos, Nemea, Lycosoura, Sparta, Messene, Phigaleia and Olympia, and then slaughtered and enslaved the inhabitants, burning all Temples. They burnt down the Eleusinian Sanctuary and had all its priests burnt alive, including the hierophant Mithras Hilarius. In 396, Flavius Arcadius declared Paganism to be treated as high treason, and the few remaining priests and hierophants were imprisoned. Then, in 397, Flavius Arcadius ordered all Temples still erect to be demolished.
In 398, the Fourth Church Council of Carthage prohibited the study of Gentile books by all citizens, their bishops included. Porphyrius, the bishop of Gaza, demolished almost all Temples in his city, leaving only nine to continue functioning. In 399, a new edict from Flavius Arcadius ordered the last of the Temples, almost exclusive now to the depths of the countryside, to be immediately demolished, and, in 400, bishop Nicetas destroyed the oracle of God Dionysus in Vesai and baptised all Gentiles living in the area. In 401, the Christian mob of Carthage lynched Gentiles and destroyed “idols.” In Gaza, the new “Saint” Porphyrius sent his followers to lynch Gentiles and destroyed the remaining nine Temples still active in the city. The Fifteenth Council of Chalcedon ordered all Christians who still retained good family relations with their Gentile relatives to be excommunicated (even after the death of these relatives).
In 405, John Chrysostom sent hordes of grey-clad monks armed with iron bars and clubs to destroy the “idols” in all the cities of Palestine and, in 406, collected funds from rich Christian women to financially support the demolishment of Hellenic Temples. The Temple of Goddess Artemis was destroyed in Ephesus, and in Salamis in Cyprus, “Saint” Epiphanius and “Saint” Eutychius continued the total destruction of Temples and sanctuaries and the persecution of Gentiles. A new edict in 407 once more outlawed all non-Christian acts of worship.
In 408, the Emperor Honorius of the Western Empire and the Emperor Flavius Arcadius of the Eastern Empire came together and ordered all Temple sculptures destroyed or confiscated. Private ownership of the statues was outlawed. The local bishops led new book-burning persecutions, and any judges showing pity for Gentiles were also persecuted. In Alexandria, a few days before the Judaeo-Christian festival of Pascha-Easter, bishop Cyrillis ordered the mob to attack and hack down the beautiful Neoplatonist philosopher Hypatia. The Christians paraded pieces of her body through the city and burnt them together with her books at a place called Cynaron. A fresh persecution started, and all Hellenic priests in North Africa were crucified or burnt alive.
In 416, the inquisitor Hypatius, “The Sword of God,” exterminated the last Gentiles of Bithynia. In Constantinople, all non-Christian army officers, public employees, and judges were dismissed. In 423, Emperor Theodosius II declared that all Gentile religion was nothing more than “demon worship” and ordered those who persisted in practicing it to be imprisoned and then tortured. In 429, the Parthenon on the Acropolis of Athens, holding the Temple of Goddess Athena, was sacked.
Then, in 435, a new edict of Emperor Theodosius II ordered the death penalty for all “heretics.” Judaism was considered the only legal and non-heretical non-Christian religion. In 438, Theodosius II’s new edict incriminated Gentile “idolatry” as the reason for a recent plague. Between 440 and 450, the Christians succeeded in demolishing all Temples, altars, and monuments in Athens and Olympia, and Theodosius II ordered all non-Christian books burned, and all the Temples of the city of Aphrodisias (the city dedicated to Goddess Aphrodite) were demolished. All libraries were burnt down, and the city was renamed Stauroupolis, “City of the Cross.”
Between 457 and 491, among others, the physician Jacobus and the philosopher Gessius of Petra were executed, whilst the Roman politician Severianus of Damascus, the Greek historian Zosimus, and the Greek mathematician and architect Isidorus of Miletus were tortured and imprisoned. The proselytiser Conon and his followers exterminated the last Gentiles on the island of Imbros in the North-East Aegean. The last worshippers of Lavranius Zeus were exterminated in Cyprus. The majority of the Gentiles of Asia Minor were exterminated, despite a desperate revolt against the Emperor and the Church between 482 and 488, and more Hellenic priests hiding ‘underground’ were arrested, publicly humiliated, and tortured, then executed.
By 515, baptisms had become obligatory, even among those who professed to already be Christian. The Emperor Anastasius of Constantinople ordered the massacre of Gentiles in the Arabian city of Zoara and the demolishing of the Temple of the local God Theandrites. In 528, Emperor Jutprada outlawed the alternative Olympian Games of Antioch and ordered the execution by fire, crucifixion, tearing to pieces by wild beasts, or cutting by iron nails of all who practiced “sorcery, divination, magic, or idolatry” and prohibited all teachings by “…the ones suffering from the blasphemous idolatry of the Hellenes”, then, in 529, he outlawed the Athenian Philosophical Academy and had all its property confiscated.
In 532, the fanatical inquisitor-monk Ioannis Asiacus led a crusade against the Gentiles of Asia Minor, put hundreds of Gentiles to death in Constantinople, and bloodily converted them to Christianity in Phrygia, Caria, and Lydia and in 556, inquisitor the Emperor Jutprada ordered Amantius to go to Antioch, to find, arrest, torture, and execute the last Gentiles and to burn all private libraries down. In 562, mass arrests, public humiliations, tortures, imprisonments, and executions were conducted in Athens, Antioch, Palmyra, and Constantinople. Within 35 years of Asiacus’ crusade, 99 churches and 12 monasteries had been built on the sites of demolished Temples.
Between 578 and 582, Christians tortured and crucified almost all the Gentiles around the Eastern Empire and exterminated the last Hellenes of Baalbek, now named Heliopolis. In Antioch, a secret Temple of Zeus was discovered and attacked, causing the priests to commit suicide. The captured Gentiles, including Vice Governor Anatolius, were tortured and sent to Constantinople to be fed to wild beasts and crucified when they were not devoured alive, their mutilated corpses dragged through the streets by Christians, and then thrown unburied in the city dump. Emperor Mauricius conducted further persecutions in 583, and in 590, Christian accusers ‘discovered Pagan conspiracies’ throughout the Eastern Empire, and a new wave of torture and executions erupted.
In 692, the Penthekte Council of Constantinople prohibited the last remains of Calends, Brumalia, Anthesteria, and other Hellenic Dionysian festivals. By 804, the last Gentiles living in Laconia in Greece had still resisted all attempts by Tarasius, the patriarch of Constantinople, to convert them, but they were, in the end, violently converted between 950 and 988 by the Armenian “Saint” Nikon.
This piece from a statue of Emperor Hadrian, which must have measured around 5 meters, was found in present-day south-central Turkey, where Christianity took root early.
There are many more examples of this barbarity, but this provides a basic overview of why I hold my perspectives. The most important factor, beyond the beautiful architectural physicality of their Temples and statues being defiled and destroyed, and the amassed wisdom of their many libraries lost forever, is that the Europeans referred to as “Gentiles”, those massacred throughout this violent centuries-long campaign of anti-European terror—conducted by their fellow European citizens and their leaders from within the same civilisation under the same race of people—methodically severed the European citizens from their Aryan Gods and instead subjected them to a forced conversion to this god of a foreign enemy, and the holy teachings and writings originally compiled by that enemy.
The gospels were originally written by Jews after all, much as the entire Old Testament is a Jewish mythology, that Judaic archetype of Jesus subversively inverting the European values to the values of their racial enemy, and the additional values they designed ‘for export only’, so the newly radicalized cult of Europeans could further impose these alien values among their own race by obscene brutality and blind torments and misery, these traitorous egalitarian submission and pacifism values held now near-unanimously by Europeans in the 21st Century, and held subconsciously, unaware that, though they have—in the general public understanding—dropped that god for atheism, their unthinking moral axiology and puritanism is still entirely Christian (and it certainly is unthinking beyond any rationalizations they can attribute in aftermath), an ethical framework of far more profound significance than the standard assumption by atheist progressives that by Christian ethics we mean merely an organised opposition to pornography, abortion and homosexuality as displayed by American conservative evangelicals, and irrespective of a liberal humanist’s scepticism over the existence of the supernatural and of the divine aspects of Christian monotheism.
The arbitrary value shift has been subsumed, and now, when one talks of being ‘good,’ or ‘moral’—or specifically obsesses over the moral value of an act at all, as Friedrich Nietzsche reminded us in his Twilight of the Idols—we can take it as read that they are in alignment with the morals presented to us in the Ten Commandments, and by the incoherent single-source literary subversions of a radical millenarian cult-leader archetype, the inverse of an Eliot Goldstein creation, this revolutionary fiction—as if morality had no other value-system, and as if nothing worthy had come before, or had been a mere barbarity of its own!—with us only able to view the pre-Christian Greco-Roman civilisation’s societal codes and cultural drives through a 2000-year post-revolutionary Christian moral lens, in unthinking retroprojection—our definitive modern paradigm—the Greco-Roman world now appearing alien to us, or somehow cruel.
As with the writings of Richard Carrier, David Fitzgerald, and David Skrbina, I am convinced that the character of Jesus is mythological, a subversive creation of Paul—and otherwise missing from the historical record (one cannot trust Flavius Josephus as a single external to the Bible source due to the likelihood of forgery)—invented for the purposes of irreversibly undermining an already weakened Roman Empire and to impede the maintenance of its grasp on Judea, manipulating the fundamental attitudes of his hated enemy to the point that their society would fall apart in revolution from the ground up, the universal egalitarianism of the Judaic doctrine of Christianity moulding the slave-classes into furious zealots, violently intolerant of the ‘paganism’ of the Greco-Roman tradition and the accepting pluralism of Roman religious belief, and their centuries of rational philosophy, mathematics, and analytical science, with their statues and sculptures vandalized and smashed, their ancient temples and monuments looted and destroyed, and their vast libraries holding centuries of accumulated wisdom and knowledge burnt to the ground, the precious works and advancements contained in them lost to history, and the people now weakened, tradition and social coherence obliterated, vulnerable to increasing miscegenation and the predations of hostile foreign outsiders, or to Christian-orchestrated purges and bloody mass executions. Ramsey Macmullen and J. N. Hilgarth elaborate on this violent, forced transition of Europeans to Christianity in the fourth to eighth centuries following Emperor Constantine’s proclamation that Christianity was now the one official religion of Rome.
quotes from The Less Than Jolly Heretic: The Philosophy of Hurt Children and An Adult’s Transvaluated Moral Principle by Benjamin:
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The term “Neochristian” is perhaps most appropriate. It is a slightly different consideration that takes European racial history into account in detail beyond mere latter-day political manipulation and propagandizing, an understanding that does not pass off this issue as mere leftist ‘brainwashing.’
After all, in the words of an anonymous commenter I discovered online through the West’s Darkest Hour blog in 2024 (a highly detailed and beautifully erudite online academic resource where one will, doubtlessly, have one’s core assumptions shaken), “liberalism itself, and its factional development into the likes of Marxism, Bolshevism, Fabian Socialism, and Fourierism is merely a repurposing of Christian ethical values, the ‘catholic,’ i.e., universalist dogmas of egalitarianism that inspired Boasian anthropology, and the genuflection, self-abnegation, and self-abasement that function as necessary prerequisites for spiritual purity, the public display of self-hate coupled to penitent virtue-signaling, the Christian doctrine of original sin synonymous with modern white guilt and the moralizing over privilege, and political correctness no different to judgments of heresy, witch-hunting, and ex-communication, with government replacing God as an omnipotent benefactor.”
He goes on, in my mild paraphrasing: “Even as the original religious belief in a supreme Jewish deity and an afterlife dies, the inverted value system remains, self-policing and condemning other tribal kin as heretics and infidels and working against their family interests, a meek, self-defeating, pacifist transvaluation of traditional moral values, replacing the pre-Christian aristocratic values that inspired a love of strength, pride, honour, loyalty, family, tradition, and race with weakness, mediocrity, conformity, and vulgarity, stripping all self-worth, severing connections to ancestry and genetic memory, rendering intellectual curiosity and critical thinking a sinful threat and stimulating a culture that holds contempt for learning, learned helplessness and conditioned group obedience, the slave-like underclass of society weaponized to resent, judge and police the behaviour of the warrior and aristocratic castes, and a hyper-political polarization.”
The commenter (whose extended quotation is sadly unlocated by me at the time of writing this so I am unable to provide a proper acknowledgement) ends his share of prudent wisdom with the acknowledgement that “Christianity itself has always been an institutionalized, self-regulating millenarian slave-morality system promoted as a religion, shaping the evolutionary group strategy of Europeans for almost two thousand years. These values are handed down from parents to children, and all modern patterns of perception, logic, speech, thought, action, and emotional response operate subconsciously within the dynamics of this system”, irrespective of an increasingly anti-theistic secularity since the 18th Century. [pages 10-11 of the Third Edition, 2024]
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I generally find I have absolutely nothing in common with those I observe and read who are designated “Far Right” by the establishment or, indeed, self-defined as “White Nationalists.” As examined at length above, then, I am vastly more interested in the close Nordic phenotypical similarities of the Cro-Magnon settlers who migrated to Europe from the Anatolian peninsula of Western Asia at the end of the Middle Palaeolithic than in rooting our racial origins in the early Bronze Age.
There’s the superficial appearance of a relationship with the dissident right, but it remains a shallow, lazy analysis. I have little interest in the right’s incessant and fallacious genetic determinism theorising. I find the political right appallingly crass, boorish, and ignorant in general, more an example of insincere, ratings-sensitive showmanship than a force for any active change, and I can’t imagine I’d integrate too well with any of their peer groups, even if I somehow wanted to. They seem to remain as rooted in the orthodoxy as every other branch of political activists across the spectrum, or indeed the apolitical citizen majority, the same insular, bourgeois attitudes, and those cruel moralizing values of what unfortunately amounts to the 99%. [Ibid., page 128]
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You might also have to come to terms with the uncomfortable realities of Nordicism. Suppose you can’t even admit that your recent ancestors ended the world and are to be held accountable for this. In that case, you’re going to have problems announcing that those of them before that violated your racial phenotypes also, corrupting your genetics through poor mate choices – and some considerable way back. Genetics (or archaeogenetics) is often a superficial excuse. Just look at your exterior forms, your faces and bodies, their minds and actions. You’re dung. There, I can see some conservative type getting offended at me now.
As I wrote before, I don’t relate well to White Nationalists and right-wing thinkers, the discrete ‘national supremacists’ of England and America, as I call them. I see the communistic Athenian democracy of their massed online alternative media forums, and I have no respect for – or interest in – their proud, cruel, egalitarian conservatism, that brutish bourgeois capitalism and psychiatric Neochristianity, always the resolute pacifism and the scolding of braver men. [Ibid., pages 194-195]
Eradica used to have a saying: the daily outrage. Grifters such as Sargon of Akkad have found a way to monetise the daily outrage. Similarly with redpill and manosphere content: they have found a way to monetize the daily outrage. This is why I cut outrage-bait from my feed. However, new sources of outrage bait continually crop up, as baiting outrage is an extremely lucrative endeavour.
What is missed in all of this is that the Christian Churches in Ireland, North and South—when we subtract the Levantine Hocus Pocus and blood-magic Voodoo from them—are simply just government funded NGOs who advance the Great Replacement. It was the Roman Catholic Church and Sister Stan who set up the Irish Immigrants’ council. The Catholic angle in all of this is conveniently ignored by Catholic Nationalists such as John McGuirk and Niamh Nic Mathúna.
GRIPT has links to Roman Catholic Youth Defence and the Catholic Nationalist family the McMahons—or, unpronounceably, the Mac Mathúnas. But the Roman Catholic Church is the biggest NGO, in Ireland, that is behind the plantation.
I personally, do not agree with “debates” such as this, as it sends out the signal that the 14 words are up to debate, that we can only advance the 14 words, if we “win” debates such as these. Similarly, I don’t agree with electioneering, as the 14 words does not depend upon a majority of the mob, in a rigged system, agreeing with us.
One of the reasons why I am not a democrat is just the effeminacy of the thing. Genocides—population displacement is genocide—and invasions such as these are not repelled by debates and electioneering. Voting harder has never once repelled a genocide or an invasion. Muh debates has never once repelled a genocide or an invasion. And if the white Irish are too stupid cowardly and effeminate to realise this then they deserve to go extinct. Ultimately nature is fair. Nature might be so cruel that it is impossible for any Classically theistic gods to exist, however Nature is fair.
Nature has given white men several opportunities in the past to adhere to the laws of nature and to dominate the entire planet. White men have squandered every single one of these opportunities. The white race has committed this sin against the Holy Ghost countless times, against nature, and yet nature is more forgiving than Rabbi Jesus, and instead of consigning us to the flames of total societal destruction, has forgiven us and given us more and more chances.
But even Nature’s patience will, one day, eventually wear out. Eventually White men will sin away their days of grace as far as nature is concerned, and nature will condemn Homo Sapiens Candidus to be one of the 99.9% of the species that went extinct… and do you know what? This will be fair. Nature, after consigning whites to extinction will then turn to the Jews, or the Chinese, and they will inherit the earth. As Dr. Robert Morgan points out: it is impossible to save a race that does not want to be saved. The white race has contracted toxoplasmosis—I argue that it contracted this toxoplasmosis from Christianity—and is doing everything in its power to bring about its own destruction.
We all know what has to be done.
Perhaps the reason why I feel such an affinity with Loyalism, these days, is because I recognise that Rome Rule is destroying the country. Carson, Craig et al. were correct to reject the Rome Rule of Ireland. The Roman Church is the primary instigator of population displacement in Ireland, and thus it is the primary genocider of the Irish.
P.S. Some of the sins against the Holy Ghost are obduracy in sin, presumption and opposing the known truth. All three of these sins against the Holy Ghost have been committed by the white race. Another sin against the Holy Ghost in preconciliar Catholicism is despair, but our Führer told us never to despair and to praise victory.
I was worried about you, there, but it turns out that you had taken a trip to the Vaterland.
Here is an interesting short from woke atheist, Rebecca Watson.
‘When I lost belief in God, I didn’t loose belief in anything else.’
I.e. the Christian axiology.
She says, further, that as soon as she lost belief in God she immediately became a humanist. As Revilo P. Oliver points out: humanism is merely atheistic Christianity.
When someone believes in the Christian god, their equalitarianism is anchored to the mores of the 1st-century C.E. Their equalitarianism is tethered to the conservative Jewish culture that gave us Saul and Jesus. However, when one stops believing in the Judeo-Christian god, “but not anything else”, then this equalitarianism remains and goes hyper. It is no longer tethered to the Conservative Jewish society that spawned Saul and Jesus. It thus goes hyper. Your “red-giant” analogy is brilliant. Woke atheism is merely a godless Christianity that has lost its supernatural core. In the same way that a red giant goes hyper, so does Neo-Christianty. The equalitarianism of Christianity slips away from its 1st-century Jewish moorings, and becomes a monster, or red giant, or red ogre, perhaps!
Before arriving in Budapest the bus made a stop where I got off and touched the trunks of three beautiful trees with the palm of my hand. I felt like I was in paradise with that vegetation. I said to myself that I belonged in these latitudes: far away from the ‘Neanderthalesque’ tropical vegetation of the village where I now live.
The architectural beauty of Budapest impressed me much more than that of Prague, especially the views on both sides of the Danube on a cruise I took at night, from where I could see all the illuminated buildings and palaces, and where I had a glass of red wine. I had never seen so much architectural beauty except many years ago when I visited Venice. But as I explained in my previous post, we are not here to talk about the good things in Europe but the bad things, so I won’t add as many pictures of the beautiful capital of Hungary as I did of the Czech capital.
I stayed in a hotel on the Pest side of the Danube, and then toured its boulevards, Opera House, Parliament, Synagogue and St Stephen’s Basilica. In the afternoon I went to the Buda side of the city, and climbed Castle Hill with its magnificent views. But let’s take it one step at a time.
Arriving in Budapest I was surprised not to see any street posters of niggers on the streets, which I had seen in Germany and the Czech Republic (not to mention my previous trips to English-speaking countries!). Hungarians may be Christian, but it is atheistic hyper-Christianity that accelerates the Aryan self-hatred. As I arrived late in the evening, I went to the outskirts of the big city to a restaurant in the middle of the forest where they served traditional Hungarian food.
The next day, the first thing I visited was one of the most important places in the city, Heroes’ Square.
I was struck by the fourth king if we count the kings from the left. He was the father of St Elizabeth, a woman whose compassion for the dispossessed was a Christian preamble to the out-group neochristian altruism that the West suffers from today. St Elisabeth of Hungary is also venerated in German-speaking countries. The sculpture of the father of this woman revered by Hungarians, Austrians and Germans holds in his hands a document, the Golden Bull, which was the nation’s first written constitution (the one on the right was another king who also had another ‘saintly’ daughter).
The first sculpture depicts Stephen I of Hungary (997-1038), who brought Christian infection to this land, a religion whose Apostle didn’t distinguish between Aryan, Jew and sandnigger.
On this trip, which included the people of Budapest, I corroborated much of what I said about white trash from Himmler’s and my POV. The Nordic race is the paradigm of the Aryan. In other words, architectural art may be the frame of the West, but pure Nordic or English DNA is its canvas. A splendid frame with a bad canvas may have artistic value, but it doesn’t move us to sacrifice our lives for the cause.
Here we see the coronation of Franz Joseph. In a world where the Aryan, not the Jewish archetype reigned, no king would be seen kneeling before a Judeo-Christian bishop.
The Danube, which divides Budapest in twain, is one of the most important rivers in Europe. It flows through ten countries, including Germany, and empties into the Black Sea. Churchill urinated in the Danube in 1945. If the good guys had won the war, these days it wouldn’t be the Russians celebrating victory but the Germans. But the pungent smell of Churchill’s urine still permeates the masses of white trash I have seen on this trip. So trashy are today’s whites that they made a monument, beside the Danube, to the Jews shot not by the Nazis but by the JQ-conscious Hungarians.
It is said that there were twenty thousand, but when they ran out of bullets they started using ropes to kill the first Jew and throw him into the then freezing Danube to drag the others tied up. The monument is called the ‘shoe zone’.
I even heard one of the many tour guides use the word ‘holocaust’ when referring to the event.
This Christ appears outside St Stephen’s Basilica in Budapest. I repeat: to cure the white man of his false guilt, his Judeo-Christian monuments must be torn down. That will be Kalki’s revenge for what the Christians did to the Greco-Roman temples.
This monument I visited, ‘Liberators of Budapest’, which honours the Soviet soldiers in the 1945 battle, is in front of the American embassy and shows how, despite Hungarians commemorating the patriots of 1956, the anti-Nazi narrative is never questioned. No, Viktor Orbán is not one of us. Look at this other monument he had built, not far from the one the Soviets put up:
Orbán’s monument is dedicated to the ‘victims of the German invasion’, when in fact the government gladly collaborated with the Nazis. The eagle represents the Third Reich and, the archangel below, Hungary: a falsification of history because, as I have just said, it was the JQ-conscious Hungarians who perpetrated their little holocaust.
Here, below Orbán’s monument, we see the Jewish victims. When I took this picture I was no longer by the Danube but in the park near the American embassy.
Originally the Hungarians refused to be Christianised. Gerard of Csanád was the first bishop to preach in the city. Like the Jews who almost a millennium later were thrown into the Danube, those aware of the CQ put Gerard in a barrel and threw him into the Danube in 1046. This was a time when the aforementioned Stephen I wanted to convert his people to the worship of the Jewish god. Now the Hungarians worship St Gerard and a hill beside the Danube in Budapest is named after him.
As always, if the Aryan is to be saved, all these ‘holy place’ names will have to be changed. In fact, throwing the first bishop of Budapest into the Danube in a barrel would now have to be done with the new bishop of Rome, who belongs to the most progressive wing of the Vatican, if we want to preserve the DNA of pure Aryanism. See for example this aberration I saw inside the church at the corner of the hotel where I was staying: a mongrel recreation of the best-known painting of St Francis of Assisi.
It is the command to love the enemy, a la St Francis, that is screwing the minds of these Catholics. When Bela IV reigned there were only a handful of survivors left after the Khan’s invasion. But the city doesn’t preach hatred of the Mongols. They should hate them and also the Allies who bombed Budapest in WW2. It is worth mentioning that on that day I also passed by the elegant mansion where Orbán has his residence. Curiously, the word ‘Karmelita’ appears there after the order of the Discalced Carmelite nuns.
One would think that, if political correctness reigns in Berlin, at least in Dresden, the archetypal object of the fury of the Hellstorm Holocaust where whole families of Germans were incinerated, the locals would be more conscious. But in my brief stay in the city the diametrically opposite was true…
Arriving in the former capital of Saxony, on the banks of the Elbe River, the capital of Germanic culture and considered the most beautiful city in eastern Germany, the bells of the huge Lutheran church, now completely rebuilt, were ringing. I was annoyed that the Germans had rebuilt the Frauenkirche between 1994 and 2005 because it was precisely this reforming monk, Luther, who had introduced the Old Testament into the Aryan collective unconscious.
What struck me about the central square was a great secular contrast to the church of the former Augustinian monk: the Semper Opera House, partially destroyed in 1945 until it was painstakingly rebuilt in 1986. (Before its destruction, some of Germany’s greatest operas had been performed here, three by Richard Wagner and most of Richard Strauss.) I was struck by the bronze statue above the portico depicting Dionysus and Ariadne on a chariot of panthers—pre-Christian culture! Next to the entrance we can make out the sculptures of Goethe and Schiller in this photo I took:
There were several tours in the central square. The one I followed was led by a native German with a Scandinavian name, Björn, who spoke good Spanish, having married a Galician. As I recall, we started from the equestrian sculpture in the centre of the square.
I said above that the opposite of what I expected happened to me, in the sense that one would expect a resident of Dresden to have, at least, some awareness of Allied evil during the Hellstorm fire.
When, together with the tour group, I brought up the recent Israeli bombing of Gaza and compared it to Dresden in 1945, Björn blushed greatly! So much so that he felt compelled to launch into a little pious speech pointing out that, after the Holocaust, the German government was very sensitive about the Jewish issue. His behaviour reminded me of those who equate criticism of Israel with anti-Semitism. Björn merely repeated the talking points of his country’s political correctness instead of answering what I said: that in 1945 Dresden was left as Gaza was recently (actually much worse, given the number of German civilians holocausted by the bombings).
It is worth analysing why Björn got so freaked out by such a seemingly innocent remark.
In my recent essay on Augustine, Goethe and others, I talked about how Augustine’s devouring mother instilled in her adolescent son an evil introject that made him feel tremendously guilty about his nascent erotic impulses. Well, well… An evil introject can also be instilled by the persistent propaganda of a powerful state, especially if the propaganda is repeated over several generations. For the Greeks and Romans sexuality wasn’t sinful. That changed after the reigns of Constantine and the Christian emperors. Remember Nietzsche, Christianity gave Eros poison to drink; he did not die but degenerated into vice.
Similarly, for eighty years Western governments and the Jewish media apparatus (including Hollywood) have made us see the Third Reich as the new Satan, and almost all of us in the West internalised the propaganda, to some extent, at some point in our lives. But in Germany the hammering of such propaganda has been as insidious as Monica’s constant haranguing of young Augustine to become a champion of Constantine’s religion. In my essay I called this an ‘ogre of the superego’.
Our guide in Dresden, Björn, also suffers from an ogre of the superego, which in Christendom is equivalent to Augustine’s ogre of the superego about Eros. And yet Björn told us a story of incredible betrayal by the German government: the relatively recent theft from a museum we visited of pieces worth millions of euros. The sandniggers who stole them will soon go free—and rich! (they only returned half of what they stole).
This anecdote that the poor devil Björn told us, his Aryan pride crushed by an ogre of the superego, reflects the anti-Nazi Germany of our times: we must love our enemies and pray for those who persecute us. Good neochristians! The unconscious ogre that inhabits Björn was also noted in the fact that some sources on the attack on Dresden put the death toll between three and four hundred thousand. Björn, an ethnic German living in the city, said that only 25,000 had died and that the rest was ‘Nazi propaganda’.
At the end of his tour of Dresden’s now reconstructed buildings, I asked Björn what had haunted me in Berlin: If there is an equivalent of pubs in Germany, where I could approach perfect strangers in Dresden—native Germans—to talk to them about important matters. His answer, or rather non-answer, surprised me a lot!
He simply told me that he had to give another tour and that he had no more time. But answering such a simple question—remember what the woman in the hotel lobby in Berlin told me—wouldn’t have taken more than a few seconds. So I was left wanting to talk to Aryan men in the second German city I visited after an answer that wasn’t an answer at all.
In a sense I understand Björn. One can imagine asking a question about the Gulag to a Russian tour guide in Brezhnev’s time. But in his case I got the strong impression that Björn had internalised with extraordinary ferocity the narrative the government tells its citizens (as Augustine fiercely internalised the anti-erotic injunctions of his ultra-Christian mother).
After Björn said goodbye it was a little chilly and I took refuge in a café with large shop windows to watch the passers-by. Although many were tourists visiting Dresden, I guess there were also Germans among them. It seemed to me that these white people were shabby, like in spaghetti westerns where you don’t get good-looking actors like Hollywood actors. They were very different from the 1930s Berlin video I linked in my previous post, and I was also surprised to see that many of them were walking around eating ice cream. For about an hour I watched them from the vantage point of my cafe with the large display cases (I wasn’t wearing a jacket for the cold because the weather in Berlin had been warmer).
The saddest thing of all is that, to save the Aryan from his current psychosis—being utterly possessed by the Jewish collective unconscious—it will be necessary for someone like Kalki to destroy the rebuilt Frauenkirche again…
So disturbing was what I saw in Europe on my recent trip that I will radicalise my already radical POV even more. On 22 April I left for Germany and on 4 May I returned to my home country. The cities I visited were:
Berlin
Dresden
Prague
Bratislava
Budapest
Vienna
Hallstatt
Salzburg
Munich
Dachau and
Frankfurt
I chose some beautiful towns and the former imperial cities, when the Aryan had not lost his manhood.
Berlin
When I arrived at my hotel in Berlin at night, I was ecstatic with soliloquies as if I were in a mythical city: the city that had been Hitler’s seat of power, that was to rule Europe in a new Germania. But already from the outskirts of my hotel, as I looked for a restaurant to dine in, I was greatly surprised by the masses of non-whites. In fact, I was so disappointed by this area that I locked myself in the hotel from 9 pm onwards and didn’t want to go out.
The next day the first thing I visited was the Berlin Wall and the Brandenburg Gate. All the photos in this series were taken with my mobile phone. The following picture could have been taken in Berlin in which Hitler would have been victorious, but I had to turn the camera up so that the non-whites wouldn’t dirty the image.
Travelling by bus, I passed the avenues where the offices of the Third Reich had been: the Parliament and the Reichstag. Then I would visit Potsdamer Platz, Alexanderplatz and Kurfusterdamn Avenue: all crowded with non-whites, though it was impossible to tell who were residents and who were tourists. Also, from the bus, I saw the cement-block sculpture space considered a memorial to the Jewish holocaust—but of the Hellstorm Holocaust, committed on the German people, there is absolutely nothing! Also inside the bus I saw the headquarters of the anti-white government that currently rules the brainwashed Germans. (If I moved to Berlin, they would soon trace my IP and break down the door of my house to arrest me, as the thoughtpolice did to our friend Tyrone Joseph Walsh in London.)
It is worth noting that, of the Third Reich offices, because of the Allied bombing only the Luftwaffe building remained (which after the war the new regime converted into the offices of the treasury to collect taxes). You can still see corners of other buildings bearing the scars of the virulent battle of Berlin in 1945, when the Red Army arrived:
Or this close-up:
In a capital that aspired to be Judenfrei in the last century, I couldn’t resist visiting the Jewish Quarter. It was there that I began to realise that anti-Nazi propaganda is still running amok eighty years after 1945, and will apparently continue until the last Aryan is extinct (that seems to be the Zeitgeist in Germany today). Indeed, this trip to continental Europe wasn’t a journey of pleasure but a journey of sorrow. My shock is appreciated by the sight of a healthy Berlin in this remastered video from the 1930s. In the Jewish Quarter I saw a sculpture depicting several women who were deported during the Third Reich.
What’s worse: Berlin started the practice of putting golden plaques in the concrete of the streets near the houses of Jews deported to extermination camps. The practice then spread to other countries, always commemorating the names of the disappeared Jews. Here we see some of them under my feet:
It seems as if the central commandment in 21st century Germany is something like ‘You shall love your fellow Jew and the sandniggers who have invaded your Fatherland, but never your own kind’. Look for example at this synagogue whose photo I took and compare it with the times when Berlin’s synagogues were destroyed.
When I was at the famous square not far from the Lutheran Cathedral, where places to eat both inside restaurants and outdoors swarm, I searched in vain for something similar to pubs to talk to perfect strangers and educate them. It was only in the evening that a German woman in the hotel lobby explained to me that Germany is not like England: you need to belong to a club to approach strangers. My very strong desire to talk to Aryan males and reveal that their government has been lying to them by omission (the Hellstorm Holocaust) was frustrated, and it was in that square that I photographed this aberration:
I must say that, unlike the white nationalists, I don’t just blame the Jews. Before my flight to Europe I spent a night at the Hilton in Mexico City airport. It was there that I learned about the death of Pope Francis I. On TV I saw a commentator speaking in Spanish, who confessed that what he liked most about his pontificate was that Francis I had promoted open doors to mass migration in Italy.
That is worse than the Jewish-controlled media because the Vatican is a Western institution. The betrayal goes centuries before Vatican II (think of the continent-wide mixed marriages that a pope sanctioned from the 1530s for the Iberian-conquered New World). That was a preamble to what we now see all over Europe, and the more ‘white nationalists’ stubbornly refuse to see something so obvious, the more difficult it will be to rework a salvific NS ideology that differs from 20th century NS in its full awareness of the Christian Question (CQ).
Back at the hotel, around 3 am, I took a diazepam pill! It had been about two decades since I had taken one of those tablets to help me sleep. My experience in Berlin—I had seen some mixed couples in the Führer’s former capital—had left me shaken and I woke up at about that time.
So disheartening was my experience that, when I was in the vicinity of the great Lutheran cathedral, I didn’t even feel like going into the museums. And yet my father had bequeathed us dozens of large illustrated books on the great European painters, which I had known since I was a child. Remember what I said about Tyrone in my essay on St Augustine and other influential writers, who refused to accompany me to Shakespeare’s Globe for the same reasons.
What is the point of high culture if the race that created that art is in a terminal phase, a phase of zero Lebenskraft or ethnosuicidal nihilism? And the same thing happened to me when, travelling on the bus, I spotted the Berlin Philharmonic. I didn’t feel like visiting it, even though a few LPs still survive from the large number of classical records my father had, some recorded by the Berlin Philharmonic (incidentally, Karajan was my favourite conductor).
The Religion of the West
The Orient
Christianity Today
The Predictable Future
The Consequences
Succedaneous Religion
Postscript
The mission of this generation is the most difficult that has ever faced a Western generation. It must break the terror by which it is held in silence, it must look ahead, it must believe when there is apparently no hope, it must obey even if it means death, it must fight to the end rather than submit… The men of this generation must fight for the continued existence of the West.
—Francis Parker Yockey (1948)
Chapter One: THE RELIGION OF THE WEST
YOU, WHO ARE NOW reading these lines, and I are strangers. I have no means of knowing whether you are a Christian or an atheist. That, however, will not matter, so long as we talk about facts and not wishes.
The observed and verifiable facts of the world about us are not affected by religious faith or the lack of faith. Christians and atheists must find themselves in perfect agreement when they affirm that lead is more malleable than steel, that the earth is an oblate spheroid rotating on its axis, that whales are mammals, that Germany was defeated and devastated by the many nations allied against her in 1945, and that the Chinese are Mongolians. About such matters there can be no dispute among Western men, who instinctively accept the reality of the world about us and cannot believe, as do many Orientals, that it is merely an illusion in the mind of a dreamer.
If we would salvage and restore our civilization—the Occidental culture that is peculiarly our own and that now seems to be disintegrating and rotting before our very eyes—we must do so as Western men, by observing reality objectively and by reasoning from it dispassionately. And when we try to compute what resources remain to us, we need first of all to determine the actual strength of the Christian tradition at the present time.
It is a fact, which Christians will regard with satisfaction and some atheists may deplore, that Western civilization, for about half of its recorded history, has been a Christian civilization in the sense that the great majority of the people belonging to it (though never, at any time, all of them) believed implicitly in the truth of the Christian revelation. That religious unanimity was for a long time so nearly complete that, after the fall of the Roman Empire and the evanescence of hopes for its restoration, we of the West regarded our religion as the bond that united us and distinguished us from the rest of the human species. During the Middle Ages, our ancestors occupied the greater part of Europe, and, until they discovered the American continents, they lived only in Europe, but despite that geographical unity, they did not generally refer to themselves as the Europeans. For all practical purposes, furthermore, our ancestors belonged to the same division of the white race: they, like the true Greeks and the true Romans before them, were all members of the great race that we now call Indo-European or Aryan, but they had in their languages no word to designate their blood relationship and biological unity. Thus, when they referred to the unity of which they were always conscious as something transcending the constantly shifting territorial and political divisions of Europe, they called themselves Christendom. And for many centuries that word was adequate and misled no one.
For many centuries the West was Christendom and its civilization was indubitably Christian: that, whether you like it or not, is an historical fact. There is a complementary historical fact that was less obvious at the time and that even thoughtful men overlooked or tried to ignore until the events of the past two decades made it indubitable: Christianity is a religion of the West, and, for all practical purposes, only of the West. It is not, as its polemical adversaries so often charge, a Semitic cult, for it has never commanded the adhesion of any considerable number of Semites, and it is not, as Christians once generally believed, a universal religion, for experience has proved that it cannot be successfully exported to populations that are not Indo-European.
Experience has also proved that it does not do the slightest good to deny ascertained facts. The men of Classical antiquity knew, of course, that the earth is spherical, and Eratosthenes in the third century B.C. calculated its circumference as 24,663 miles. But the early Fathers of the Church, living in the age of growing ignorance that shrouded the last century of the Roman Empire, decided, on the basis of some statements in the Old Testament, that the earth ought to be flat or, at least, no more curved than a shield. Lactantius was the most eloquent and probably, therefore, the most influential of the many who assiduously demanded that the earth be flat and so imposed on their contemporaries the conviction that it was. In the Middle Ages, to be sure, there were some learned men, such as Buridan, who knew that the globe is a globe, but they, like learned men today, who all know very well that talk about the equality of races is utter nonsense, usually refrained from publicly denouncing fashionable delusions. It was not until the Fifteenth Century that the truth became again inescapable, but when it did, the Christians, being men of the West, who do not deny the lessons of experience, surrendered the comfortable error in which they had once generally believed; and since that time, no rational Christian has doubted that the earth is spherical.
Today, as in the Fifteenth Century, Western men have had to discard a congenial assumption to bring their conception of the world into conformity with observed reality. So long as we of the West held unquestioned dominion over the whole earth, we permitted ourselves to assume that our civilization in general, and our religion in particular, could be exported and made universal. We did not sufficiently observed that talent for mimicry is common to all human beings and indeed to all anthropoids; that all human beings stand in awe of those who have power over them; and that a genius for dissimulation and hypocrisy is hereditary in the most intelligent Orientals. Even with these oversights, the evidence against our assumption was fairly clear, but in the pride of our power we felt that we could indulge an assumption that was so congenial to the romantic generosity that is a peculiarity of our race. But the events of half a century, and especially of the last two decades, have shown us, beyond peradventure of doubt, the shape of the world in which we live. We now know what our prolonged missionary effort, cultural as well as religious, accomplished—and how its visible effects were produced.
When Cortés and his small but valiant band of iron men conquered the teeming empire of the Aztecs, he was immediately followed by a train of earnest missionaries, chiefly Franciscans, who began to preach the Gospel to the natives and soon sent home, with naive enthusiasm, glowing accounts of the conversions they had effected. Their pious sincerity and innocent joy still lives in the pages of Father Sahagun, Father Torquemada, and many others. For their sake I am glad that the poor Franciscans never suspected how small a part they played in the religious conversions that gave them such happiness. Far, far more persuasive than their sermons and their book had been the Spanish cannon that breached and shattered the Aztec defenses, and the ruthless Spanish soldiers who slew the Aztec priests at their own altars and toppled the Aztec idols from the sacrificial pyramids. The Aztecs, Tepanecs, and other natives accepted Christianity, not because their hearts were touched by alien and incomprehensible doctrines of love and mercy, but because it was the religion of the white men whose bronze cannon and mail-clad warriors were invincible.
That was early in the Sixteenth Century and even then there were not wanting indications that should have given pause to a critical mind, but we of the West went on repeating that fond mistake for four centuries, as the missionaries whom we sent to all parts of the world wrote home glowing reports of the number of “hearts” they had “won for Christ.” It was only after our enemies’ campaign of “anti-colonialism” really got under way that most of us realized that what had won all those hearts was primarily the discipline of British regiments and the manifest power of the white man.
We now know what happened. On many a shore of Africa, for example, missionaries eager to “win souls for Christ” ventured to land alone, and the aborigines, after mutilating and torturing them for a good communal laugh, ate them, cooked or raw according to the custom of the local cuisine. Usually, a few weeks or a few months later, a British cruiser hove to off shore and lobbed half a dozen 4.5 shells into the native village, and, if not pressed for time, landed half a company of marines to beat the bushes and drag out a dozen or so savages to hang on convenient trees. Consequently the tribe, if not very obtuse, took the hint and respected the next bevy of missionaries as somehow representing the god of thunder and lightning. And if the men of God distributed enough free rice and medical care with their sermons, they were able to make “converts,” as the natives learned to utter the words that Christians like to hear.
That is, in essence, the whole history of “winning souls” among the savages. There were, of course, many local variations. If the first missionaries were preceded by troops or white settlers, the blacks had already been convinced of the virtues of Christian rifles and had learned that white men should not be regarded as esculent comestibles. It often happened, however, that the natives, even after many years of preaching and conversion, rejected the white man’s odd rites very emphatically, and a fresh supply of missionaries was needed. In 1905, for example, the Maji-Maji conspiracy in Tanganyika murdered all the missionaries and almost all the white men and women in the entire territory, and it required a German regiment and several companies of marines to restore the teachings of the Gospel. That was done by giving some forty or fifty thousand demonstrations that a Mauser bullet could penetrate even a black hide that had been most carefully anointed with the grease of a boiled baby.
The Christian missionaries did teach a ritual and often inculcated a superstition that had some superficial resemblance to their religion, but as for teaching the spiritual substance of Christianity, they might as well have followed the example of St. Francis and preached sermons to the birds. That is why the many, many thousands of devoted Christians who expended their whole lives to “save souls” built only an edifice of cardboard and tinsel that is now gone in the wind.
What the vanishing of that flimsy facade has made obvious was predictable from the first. The religion of the West has never been comprehensible to the rudimentary minds of Congoids, Capoids, and Australoids, races so primitive that they were congenitally incapable of inventing a wheel and even of using one without supervision—races that could not develop for themselves even the first and simplest preliminaries of a civilization. When the missionaries invented systems of writing the crude languages of the primitives, they had also to invent words to express such concepts as “God,” “soul,” “justice,” “morality,” and “religion”—invent them by either creating new words or by perverting to such meanings sounds that in the native jargons conveyed impressions that were faintly and remotely analogous. That fact alone should have made us think. It was clear, furthermore, that the “converts,” even those who had been most thoroughly imbued with an awe of the god of repeating rifles and locomotives, would conform to the white man’s morality only under coercion, and that whenever they escaped from the white man’s supervision they spontaneously reverted not only to their own mores but also to whatever form of voodoo they had practiced before. Even if earlier experience had not been conclusive, what happened in Haiti at the very beginning of the Nineteenth Century should have removed the last lingering doubt. But the missionaries did not learn, and the “Ladies’ Missionary Society” went on contributing their mites, plying their needles, and glowing with tender emotion for the sweet little savages depicted by their romantic imaginations.
Although it is true that in some places in the former colonial possessions missionaries are still tolerated, if they are obsequious to the natives and pay very well, we have at last learned that the Gospel follows the British regiments in the white man’s ignominious and insane retreat from the world that was his.
It was so exasperating that, occasionally, as I’ve also confessed to you, I let the insulting trolls’ comments slide because I preferred the insults to have the racialists apply what the Germans call “death by silence” tactic. (My family, relatives, friends, therapist and acquaintances “killed me with silence”. No one wanted to know anything about what was happening at home, and it was precisely because no one wanted to listen that I dedicated myself to writing about the family tragedy.)
