Old Christmas

A man might then behold
At Christmas, in each hall
Good fires to curb the cold,
And meat for great and small.
The neighbours were friendly bidden,
And all had welcome true,
The poor from the gates were not chidden,
When this old cap was new.

--Old Song

In Washington Irving’s book Old Christmas, he gives us a beautiful description of Christmas at an old English manor house, where he was a guest. The lord of the manor is an advocate of all the “old rural games and holiday observances.” And the parson shares the squire’s passion for the “good old Christmas customs.”

“The parson gave us a most erudite sermon on the rites and ceremonies of Christmas, and the propriety of observing it not merely as a day of thanksgiving, but of rejoicing; supporting the correctness of his opinions by the earliest usages of the Church, and enforcing them by the authorities of Theophilus of Cesarea, St. Cyprian, St. Chrysostom, St. Augustine, and a cloud more of Saints and Fathers, from whom he made copious quotations. I was a little at a loss to perceive the necessity of such a mighty array of forces to maintain a point which no one present seemed inclined to dispute; but I soon found that the good man had a legion of ideal adversaries to contend with; having, in the course of his researches on the subject of Christmas, got completely embroiled in the sectarian controversies of the Revolution, when the Puritans made such a fierce assault upon the ceremonies of the Church, and poor old Christmas was driven out of the land by proclamation of Parliament. The worthy parson lived but with times past, and knew but a little of the present.”

Particularly moving was Irving’s description of family prayers on Christmas day. The squire was moved to tears as he sang the following stanza from a church hymn:

"'Tis thou that crown'st my glittering hearth
With guiltlesse mirth,
And giv'st me wassaile bowles to drink,
Spiced to the brink:
Lord, 'tis Thy plenty-dropping hand,
That soiles my land;
And giv'st me for my bushell sowne,
Twice ten for one."

The squire’s Christianity is bred-in-the-bone, surely the kind of Christianity our Lord meant us to have.

Today we are told by the liberals that Christianity is false and the Europeans who practiced it were evil. And the halfway-house Christians tell us Christianity is true but the antique Europeans who practiced it were unenlightened bigots incapable of comprehending the true Christianity. The liberal and the halfway-house Christian are deceivers and liars. There is one Lord, one Holy Child born in a manger in Bethlehem. And His pure and holy image comes to us through a European window to the Divine. There is no need to create a new Christianity; the ancient Christianity, the type of Christianity found in the old English squire’s house at Christmas time is the true Christianity.

Dark and dull night, flie hence away,
And give the honour to this day
That Sees December turn'd to May.
. . . . . . . .
Why does the chilling winter's morne
Smile like a field beset with corn?
Or smell like to a meade new-shorne,
Thus on the sudden?—Come and see
The cause why things thus fragrant be.

—HERRICK

The Little Town of Europe

O Holy Child of Bethlehem,
Descend to us, we pray…

A good many years ago during the Christmas season, I remarked to a friend that Christmas was one part joyful to me and three parts depressing; depressing because the European people no longer celebrated Christmas with the fervent belief in the Holy Child of Bethlehem with which their European ancestors once celebrated Christmas. My friend replied that he was not going to let a bunch of secular liberals spoil his Christmas; he would celebrate Christmas as his ancestors had. I felt quite chastened and guilty for having allowed, in contrast to my friend, the liberalism of my fellow Europeans to depress me. But “no man,” as Donne so wisely tells us, “is an island,” and about four years later my friend was in a mental institution suffering from a nervous breakdown.

It’s no good lying to ourselves; of course being surrounded by the darkness of Liberaldom and Heathendom affects us. For many of us the darkness has seeped into our immediate family. Christmas is often a very combative time of year for many families, because of a deep divide over what Christmas is supposed to mean to a European.

Let’s make it clear. The European people and only the European people made the meaning of Christmas -- the belief that the hopes and fears of all the years were met in Him on the sacred night -- the cornerstone of their culture. Every village, every home where European people dwelt, bore witness to their faith in the birth, death, and resurrection of the incarnate Lord born in a stable in Bethlehem.

Europe became a spiritual Bethlehem because the belief in the Christ Child was nurtured and protected there. It is during the Christmas season that all the theological wrangling over free will and grace becomes nonsense. The Child in the manger freely gives “to human hearts” the charge and care of His Sacred Person. It is my contention that the European people prior to the 20^th century fulfilled their sacred trust, even though every good Christian during the Christian European era would say they had failed the Child born in Bethlehem. And from a divine standard they would be right; they all failed. But Christ judges us as human beings not as divinities. And by that humane standard the European everyman of antique Europe has left behind an irreplaceable legacy of fidelity and loyalty to Jesus Christ. At Easter we think of the Triumphant Lord, who conquered death, but at Christmas we think of the Child and the Friend. Yeats once wrote:

Think where man's glory most begins and ends,
and say my glory was I had such friends.

The European’s glory was that he befriended and championed the Christ Child.

Every Christmas my family and I sing our way through a book of traditional Christmas carols. The songs speak to the heart; they tell of the silent night, the holy night, on which the Savior was born. They speak of the child in the manger, so helpless and yet the hope of the world. Sung collectively the old Christmas carols place a man in Christian Europe. Everything is clear in that world. The dark night was destroyed by the dangerous and heroic leap that Christ made onto the stage of human history. As the song says, “The hopes and fears of all the years, Are met in thee tonight.”

The great Civil War which Lincoln said the American Europeans were engaged in to determine whether a nation conceived in utopian liberalism could long endure was just one manifestation of the ongoing attempt of Satan to make Christendom into Babylon. In Babylon all is not clear, bright, and holy. All is dark, dim, and unholy. The Babylonian world is the world the modern European has chosen over the Europe that revered the little town of Bethlehem.

It is good to talk of peace at Christmas time when all Europeans share a belief in the Christ Child, but when Liberaldom replaces Christendom and the savage rites of black barbarism and the techno-barbarity of the liberals replace the star of Bethlehem, we needs must seek the peace that comes from fighting against principalities and powers. Christ is our Savior, but He also is our friend. And we have left our friend at the mercy of the liberals and the barbarians. It is not improper or against the Christmas spirit to renew our vow of fidelity to our Lord and gird up our loins for the battle against the Babylonian minions of Satan, who are legion.

If I wanted to write a book on the works of Walter Scott, there would be a vast body of work I could write about. And so it is with our European ancestors. They have left behind a great body of work that we can look at and make judgments concerning the quality of their work. The liberals condemn the antique Europeans with all their hearts, without allowing for any mitigating circumstances. We know the litany: “they were racist, they were sexist, they were fascists, they had bad breath…” The list of their sins is endless. The halfway-house Christians also condemn the antique Europeans. Their condemnations are often softened with, “They were a product of their unenlightened times,” but in the end the halfway-house Christian joins the liberal in condemning ‘The Little Town of Bethlehem’ culture of the antique Europeans. But both the liberal and the halfway-house Christian feed on the older European culture like leeches. Where is the life-sustaining grace in Babylon? When the liberal needs mercy he will always, most often without acknowledging the source, look for some hidden remnant of European light on the periphery of Babylon. And likewise the halfway-house Christian, when looking for Christian comfort and mercy, will turn to the European past to relieve his present misery. There are very few pockets of European light left in Babylon, so the liberal and his halfway-house Christian cousin will soon have to embrace the soulless, dark night of Babylon in which there is no mercy because there is no Christ Child, the source of all mercy.

Just as the antique Europeans left behind a body of work, so now have the liberals built up a body of work to which we can point. They have established abortuaries in every major city of what was once Christendom. In keeping with their faith in the ‘natural savage’, they have opened up Christian Europe to the barbarian hordes of color and joined with the barbarians in their desecration of Christian Europe. These are the people with whom the halfway-house Christians want to merge? These are the people we are not supposed to drive from our land? “Everyone is beautiful” to the halfway-house Christian except the European Christian; he must progress and leave his racism and sexism behind before he can become part of Liberaldom, which somehow is supposed to be good, despite the fact that Liberaldom sanctifies the destruction of everything sacred to the antique Europeans.

In the Christmas carol “O Little Town of Bethlehem” by Phillips Brooks, we can hear the voice of Christian Europe. Surely the Europeans of the pre-modern era got it right: “God imparts to human hearts, The blessings of His heav’n.” The Europeans of the Christian era found God in the little human things that the modern Europeans scorn. But He did not scorn the little human things, being born of the Virgin Mary in the Little Town of Bethlehem. I have read and heard many sermons about the unbearable agony Christ suffered on the cross, and I have no doubt that the agony was unbearable, and yet He bore it. But I have never read about the agony that the Son of God endured in the womb of His mother. His divine humanity had to have been conscious even then that he was totally dependent on the care of His Father who was in heaven and the man and woman to whom His Father entrusted Him. All this He endured to show us that we were linked to Him through our common humanity. This the European of the past age knew, and this the modern European no longer knows. To become more human is to become closer to Him. To become less human, which the modern does when he denounces all ties of blood and faith to his European ancestors, is to become a man without a soul. The little town of Bethlehem is old Europe, and the hopes and fears of all the years are indeed met in Europe. +

Sacred Ground

“You are one who knows what our Father has promised to the friend of the widow and the fatherless. May He deal with you as you have dealt with me and mine.” – Tom Brown’s School Days

In Thomas Molnar’s book, The Counter-Revolution, he pointed out that revolutions succeed first in the hearts and minds of the rulers. When the powers that be begin to doubt their right to rule, they don’t take the necessary steps to maintain their rule. The French Revolution was a textbook case. Louis XVI didn’t lose his head because he was a bad king like his father; he lost his head because he had come to believe some of the ‘rights of man’ rhetoric of the revolutionary pamphleteers. And when the palace was stormed he didn’t let his troops fire because there were women and children in the crowds. But were not the lives of women and children at stake in the battle for the French monarchy? Shouldn’t a Christian king have been able to read the signs of the times? If they talk like amoral atheists and act like amoral atheists, shouldn’t you conclude that you must protect and defend your royal authority, which is the only thing standing between your people and the reign of Satan’s minions?

I can guess what might have been going on in Louis XVI’s soul. Have you ever seen the palace of Versailles, built for Louis XVI’s grandfather, Louis XIV? It is a sickening sight. It was built on a grander scale than a cathedral, but it wasn’t built to glorify God, it was built to glorify the Sun King, Louis XIV. It is Asian in its opulent decadence, completely out of sync with the spirit of Christian Europe. Such excess, and further excesses by his father, Louis (“After me the deluge”) XV, must have caused Louis XVI to question his own right to wear the crown. And when you couple that sense of guilt with the incessant droning of the ‘rights of man’ ideologues you get a vacillating, uncertain King who is afraid to do what is necessary to protect his kingdom.

In a variety of forms, but from the same cause -- doubt of their legitimacy -- all the older Christian regimes, republican and monarchial, fell to the forces of the revolution. And I say ‘revolution’ rather than ‘revolutions’ because there is only one revolution, whether it is French, American, Russian, Haitian, Chinese, Mexican, etc. The driving force behind them all is Satan. And the goal of every satanically inspired revolutionary was to destroy Christian Europe. Now that Satan’s minions have accomplished that mission, the destruction of Christian Europe, their goal is to aggressively defend their satanic nations by killing the Christian, European remnant.

It is not correct to say, “If we don’t do such and such, Europe will disappear”; Europe has already disappeared. The remaining whites in Europe the continent and in the countries settled by Europeans are no longer Christian in any meaningful way. They have abandoned their European identity by abandoning their God and trying to blend with the barbarian races in an effort to bury their Christian past. They seem much like Adam and Eve after the fall. They have sinned against their God, and they want to hide from Him. Is there any better place to hide from God than in the tents of the barbarians? That is the last place you would expect to find a European.

Patrick Buchanan recently published a column called “Tribalism Returns to Europe.” In the column he cites the usual statistics about Europe’s declining birthrate and then concludes with these words: “Old Europe is dying, and the populist and nationalist parties, in the poet’s phrase, are simply raging ‘against the dying of the light.’” First, Patrick Buchanan’s statistical predictions are not holy writ. I remember a McLaughlin Group show he was on during the ’08 Democratic primaries. He insisted that Obama couldn’t beat Hilary Clinton for the Presidential nomination because his polls said it was impossible.

Secondly, ‘Old Europe’ is not dying; it is dead. That is why we shouldn’t talk about saving Old Europe; we should talk about restoring it. When there is nothing left to conserve, the conservative must become a counter-revolutionary.

Thirdly, Buchanan’s statistics are projections, not facts. He should couch his predictions in the language of the Ghost of the Christmas Future in Dickens’ Christmas Carol: “If these shadows are not altered…” Europeans no longer reproduce themselves because they don’t believe in Jesus Christ, the King of Europe. Nothing is written; if faith returns to the European then Europe will return despite Buchanan’s statistics.

Fourth, Buchanan misreads Dylan Thomas’s poem. To “rage against the dying of the light” is not an act of futility as Buchanan suggests with his use of the word “simply.” It is an impassioned cry from the depths of the human heart to the Creator of the light. Such prayers are always answered, not in ways immediately apparent, but they are answered. There is nothing more practical, more useful, and more necessary to the welfare of the European people than their heartfelt “rage against the dying of the light.”

And last, it makes no difference whether Buchanan’s projections are true or false. Our task is the same: to stay true to our race, our faith, and our traditions. If we are destined to fight a Thermopylae-type of last stand, or if we are destined to drive the heathens from our land, the battle is always for Christian Europe, which is something eternal, not subject to the mind-forged statistics of this world only.

Buchanan is just one isolated pundit, but he speaks the same language as the entire post-Christian, post-European establishment. The establishment consists of the ‘love in a golden bowl and wisdom in a silver rod’ type of men. They can only love that which is successful and golden, so armed with their silver rod they look into the future in order to determine what and who they should love in the ‘golden bowl’ present. And they have determined that the colored are the wave of the future. “Let us seek them out, elevate them to exalted heights, and worship them.” In the rhetoric of the liberal and the conservative, who is now working for Liberaldom because he wants only to conserve liberalism not to restore Europe, we hear, ad nauseum, a hymn of praise to the non-European future and a sneering condemnation of the European past. We are enjoined to sing and sneer with the multitudinous horde in order to have a place in the brave, new world. Of course we must leave our souls behind to enter the new world. Didn’t Someone once caution us about gaining the world and losing our soul?

The notion that numbers determine the outcome of battlefield wars or cultural wars is the product of a materialist mindset. The Southern states continued to fight the Civil War after the North won a temporary victory in 1864. They still fought, and fought successfully, to maintain their culture until the 1950’s. Then, when they finally believed the enemy was right, they succumbed. But they did not succumb to numbers; they committed suicide because they ceased to believe in their civilization.

All successful revolutions take place first in the hearts of men. Revolutionaries always try to present the revolution as inevitable, as part of the inexorable laws of nature, and a revolution might seem inevitable after it succeeds, but revolutions are not inevitable. They succeed because men have forsaken the Son of God for Satan. A successful counter-revolution can only be mounted by men who are unapologetically European and unapologetically Christian. A fusionist race and a fusionist faith will never overthrow, or even bother, the rulers of Liberaldom.

As Moses approached the burning bush, God told him to take off his shoes because “Whereon thou standest is holy ground.” If the modern European could see the extent to which Jesus Christ permeated the older European culture, he would feel that he too was on sacred ground, but the modern European sees nothing because he has hardened his heart against Christ’s Europe and turned to the Babylonian night of the colored races.

Conservative pundits and halfway-house clerics either try to minimize the need for a European counter-revolution, or else they rejoice in the demise of European culture, citing its demise as proof of the continuing advance of the human race toward one world, one faith. The reality, however, is quite different from the utopian fantasies of the pundits and the clerics. The Christian European has not converted the barbarians by mixing with them, quite the contrary, the European has become a heathen because he has mixed with the colored races. A perfect example of the new European faith can be seen in the spectacle of a largely European U. S. Congress approving of Obama’s plan to award billions of dollars in reparations to American Indians and blacks. The European no longer comprehends the religion of mercy, so he gives to the gods that require sacrifice. But to whom will the widow and orphan appeal when there is no mercy on earth? And to whom will the spiritually bereft appeal in the dark night of the soul if the God of mercy has become a subordinate God in a pantheon of heathen deities who require sacrifice, not mercy? The European has not sought the counter-revolution; it has been thrust upon him. We must all prepare to meet with Caliban. +

The Beginning and the Ending

But that which ye have already hold fast till I come. Rev. 2: 25

I’ve always avoided the Book of the Revelation to John because I’ve known so many people who have gone off the deep end because of an obsession with the hidden – or so they say – prophecies in the book. In recent years, however, I’ve been reading the Book of the Revelation with my children. I wish I hadn’t neglected it for so many years, because it is a comforting book. What, after all, does it say? The Book of the Revelation tells us that Christ will ultimately triumph over the evil forces that we feel are about to overwhelm us. No doubt much of the book that is hard for us to understand was more understandable to the Christians of St. John’s time, but the central message -- that Christ and Christ alone is the answer to the riddle of existence -- is made perfectly clear, which makes it all the more troubling that the modern halfway-house Christians have chosen to ignore the warnings contained in Revelation, about fusing Christianity with other religions. The divinely inspired St. John tells us that Jerusalem, which is Judaism, will give way to the New Jerusalem, which is Christianity, and then Babylon, which is Rome, depicted as a marine monster, will be destroyed only to resurface in another form. There is also (merely my opinion) a warning that Judaism will blend with other faiths and continue to be a destructive, anti-Christian force. Am I reading too much into the Book of the Revelation when I say that we are being warned not to blend Christianity with paganism, Judaism, or any other religion? If Christ is truly the beginning and the ending, all religious blending should be avoided, should it not?

At the university I attended, one of my religious studies teachers, a lapsed priest of German extraction, was fond of calling Christianity the most syncretistic of all religions. There was nothing unique about it, he claimed, “except for the part about the God who entered historical time and rose from the dead; everything else was borrowed from other religions.” Nothing unique? Only an academic, the modern equivalent of the Pharisee, could be so blind.

Christianity has been virtually blended to death. Until recent times, the Roman Catholic Church preferred to blend Christianity with paganism, but now, as witnessed at Assisi I, II, and onward, “heaven knows, anything goes.” The liberal Protestants have followed the Roman Catholics and blended paganism with Christianity, while the more conservative, halfway-house Protestants prefer to blend Christianity and Judaism. The Roman Catholics are currently more ecumenically minded toward Islam, which is a blend of Judaism and paganism, then the halfway-house Protestants, who are hell-bent on pushing the Judeo-Christian mix to the ultimate extreme: the crucifixion of Christ.

Despite the assertion of St. Augustine, and the clerical theorists who followed in his train, that there could never be a Christian culture, we must maintain, based on reality, that there was a Christian culture and it was called Europe. I can’t help thinking of the scene from Miracle on 34^th Street in which the then-unbelieving Mrs. Walker denies the existence of Santa Claus when she is looking right at him: “Not only is there a Santa Claus, but here I am to prove it.” Or if you want a less frivolous analogy, I refer you to Pontius Pilate, who asked Christ, “What is truth?” as he looked at The Truth standing before him.

The point is that the blending of the European with other peoples is not a Christian attempt to spread the Gospel, it is a satanic attempt to kill Christianity by destroying the good soil, the European people, where Christianity grew and flourished. All the clerics of the past who screamed about the necessity of racial integration were destroying the distinctly Christian people who believed in the distinctiveness of the Christian God. When the Aztec blended with the Spaniard, was it a Christian faith that emerged? And when the white blended with the black, was the image of Christ enhanced or erased? Christ is now a lesser god in a pantheon of gods, which includes Martin Luther King, Jr., Gandhi, and Nelson Mandela.

Christian Europe is no more because Europeans no longer believe in the distinctiveness of their God. Led by clergymen who neglect Christ’s injunction to preach the Gospel to all nations, which implies that the races are to remain distinct, they choose (contra Christianity) to evangelize by mongrelizing. The first generation of the mongrelizing evangelists, the Francis Schaeffer types, do so with the best of intentions, but the second generation, the Franky Schaeffer types, do so with the worst of intentions. They take a maniacal glee in mocking “cultural Christians” and lauding secular, liberal causes. “Some are yet ungotten and unborn – That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin’s scorn.”

If we can picture for a moment the fairest garden in the world, which is the European garden, then let us suppose that we take the flowers from that garden to another land and leave the roots behind in the European soil. What happens to those flowers without their European roots? Correct -- they wither and die. Far better to show the people of the barren lands the European garden in all its glory and by doing so, encourage them to develop the soil that can sustain a garden rather than a barren waste.

The halfway-house Christian views things differently. He wants the European to share a barren wasteland with the people of the thorny soil. There will be no Christianity in the wastelands, but there will be universal equality. All will have an equal share of nothing, with the usual caveat that comes with all utopias: “Some are more equal than others.” The Europeans will of necessity have to self-destruct so that the barbarians of the wasteland can have their more equal share of nothing.

It was less than 100 years ago when the bulk of white Christians did not believe that a faith in Christ crucified, Christ-risen meant they had to support the extinction, through mongrelization, of the white race. What has happened in the last 100 years to make mongrelization and Christianity synonymous? Many white politicians caved in to political expediency, and many white pundits caved in to the fear of losing prestigious jobs. But that still leaves the majority of white Christians unaccounted for; the men and women who supported extinction by mongrelization despite the fact that they didn’t face the loss of a political office or a prestigious job. We must conclude that the vast majority of white Christians supported mongrelization because they thought it was the Christian thing to do.

Why did the European people abandon the faith of their fathers, who believed in a personal God that spoke to them through those intimate attachments formed with kith and kin, and adopt a universal faith in generic mankind in which attachments to kith and kin were denigrated? The simple answer is that the European laity apostasized from European Christianity because the clergy told them to. But then we are still left with two questions. Why did the clergy apostasize and why did the laity feel compelled to go over the cliff with the clergy? Intellectual pride is the answer to both questions. The clerics made Christianity into an intellectual system where they could confine God to whatever role they wanted Him to play. And in their system there was no room for the poetic of Christianity. In poetry, two seemingly opposing principles can be personal and particular, and general and universal, and still be united, but in an intellectual system that is not possible. In poetical Christianity for instance, the mystical union of all people in Christ can only be achieved if all people are loyal to their own breed and brood. In intellectual, apostate Christianity, there is only the mathematical logic of the impersonal syllogism. “If God calls all people to salvation, then all people must be one people.” It’s logical, as logical as death.

The laity followed their clergy because nobody wanted to admit they were stupid and racist (the “Emperor’s New Clothes” syndrome) by saying they preferred to remain with the old-fashioned “racist” Christianity instead of the new, intellectual, universal, non-racist Christianity. Can we blame them? Yes, we can. There should have been enough passion inside the hearts of the lapsed Europeans to help them prevail over the intellectual bullying of the clergymen. They should have girded up their loins and spoken from the heart: “Not while we live, or where we live, shall we permit the faith of our fathers to dissolve into a blended, universalist dew.” Shame, shame, and eternal shame to the men who accept halfway-house Christianity in place of the blood faith of the ancient Europeans. We won’t blend our race or our faith, because to blend either is to lose both. +

God gave all men all earth to love,
But since our hearts are small,
Ordained for each one spot should prove
Belovèd over all.

--Rudyard Kipling