The Red Cross Knights Of Europe

During what the Northern liberals called “Reconstruction” and the Southern people experienced as hell, the liberals of the North tried to exterminate the white race in the South, just as the whites in San Domingo were exterminated, by placing them at the mercy of black barbarians who had no concept of mercy. (1) The Northern liberals failed to exterminate the white Southerners for one reason and one reason only. Thomas Nelson Page, this nation’s Walter Scott, tells us the reason:

“It was a veteran soldiery that repeopled the plantations and the homesteads of the South, and withstood the forces thrown against them during the period of Reconstruction. In addition to such racial traits as personal pride, self-reliance, and physical courage, they possessed also race pride, which is inestimable in a great popular struggle. This race pride the war had only increased. However beaten and broken they were, the people of the South came out of the war with their spirit unquenched, and a belief that they were unconquerable.”

And of course the man who wrote The Needle’s Eye is not referring to the racial pride of the pagan, he is talking about the racial pride of a Christian, which is pietas, the love of one’s own and a consciousness of one’s responsibilities toward a God who enjoins His people to love their own as He loves them.

The civil war in this country was just a slightly more dramatic manifestation of the civil war taking place in every European nation. And in every European nation the outcome was the same. The “love that once was there,” the love that the white man had for his own people, died and the European succumbed to the liberal-barbarian coalition. By the mid-1960’s white Britain, the white South, white France, and so on, were no more. White people still existed in all of the European nations, but a people without pride of race are not a people; they are cattle waiting to be taken to the slaughterhouse.

What made the European stop loving his own? The philosophers and “thinking men” told him ad nauseum and into infinity that his own people were unworthy of love, and over time the European came to believe in the unworthiness of the European. “Better to lose one’s self in a cosmic secular faith, in which the white race is absorbed by the all good and all powerful black race.” It’s not superior numbers that killed the white man; it was the white man’s loss of faith in the goodness of the European people and the truth of their vision of Christ. Where the old European Christianity was personal, intuitive, and connected to the hearth fire, the new Christianity was impersonal, rationalist, and connected to a cosmic, Babylonian pleasure dome. The New Orleans Superdome during Hurricane Katrina and the United Nations’ building during the ongoing bloody carnage in the streets of New York (no more tripping the light fantastic with Mamie O’Rourke) are perfect examples of the heart and texture of the new Christ-less, hopeless world in which the white man has chosen to exist until his liberal and black masters decide that it is time for his body to join his soul in the Kingdom of the Dead.

Is a death in life existence worth living? Even the grazers have said that it isn’t. In the midst of their somnolence they have cried out. They cannot bear the banality of the racial and sexual Babylon in which they live. The traditional soporifics, blood sport, pornography, and Christless cathedrals presided over by a faithless clerical elite, have only produced despair. Men and women, especially white men and white women, need to feel that they are loved for what they are, not because of how well they denounce what they are. The color of a man’s skin is part of his essential soul; if he must deny that soul in order to exist he will pine away and die. That is what is happening to the white man, particularly the grazer. The halfway-house Christian has more successfully tapped into the demonic energy of the liberal.

Taken out of context Edgar’s words in King Lear – “Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say,” sound like some hippie platitude from the sixties – “Hey, man, I just got to go with what I feel.” But in the context of the play Edgar’s words cut to the heart of existence. King Lear has destroyed his realm and ruined the lives of his subjects because “he has but little known himself.” He created a false image of reality, which reinforced his own exalted image of himself, and tried to inflict that abstraction on his subjects. The result was a world where “Humanity must perforce prey on itself, Like monsters of the deep.” Such will always be the case when the European does not see life “feelingly.” When he worships at an altar created in his own abstracted mind, divorced from every clean and noble sentiment of the heart, such as love of race, family, and God, he becomes either a grazer who is preyed upon by the inhuman, liberal monsters of the deep, or else he becomes an inhuman, liberal monster of the deep.

The mind-forged altars of the black gods of Liberaldom were built by men like Voltaire, Rousseau, Twain, and Pope John XXIII. Their lies about the intrinsic evil of the European people became the faithless faith of the European people. There were no more mea culpas for personal sins; there was only one mea culpa, the mea culpa for being white. And the only acceptable penance for whiteness is self-destruction. This liberal-recommended self-immolation is not what the white should do. He should refuse to be part of the penitential rites of the Christ-less church of the liberals, and instead he should return to his own hearth fire and learn to see life feelingly again. Once the heart is engaged, sight will return to the white man and he will leave his Babylonian pleasure dome of oblivion to return home, to his people and their ancient faith.

The liberals were not reconstructing the South. If we reconstruct something we rebuild that which was broken or destroyed. The attempted reconstruction of the South was in reality an attempt to destroy the South. The first attempt failed, but subsequent attempts were successful, just as they were successful throughout the European world. The terminology used to describe the liquidation of the European people varies from nation to nation, but the desired object, the death of the European people, is the same throughout all the formerly white Christian nations.

I don’t dispute the math of the conservatives and the white nationalists who tell us of the coming colored majorities in all the formerly European nations, but I do dispute the notion that white nationalists need to “wake up” a majority of white people before they can affect any “meaningful change.” Is that the way Europeans, when they were real flesh and blood Europeans, used to view existence? The hero doesn’t wait for followers; he acts. The unquenchable spirit that rides triumphant over ruin and death does not care about demographic charts and prophecies of doom. Hamlet’s defiance of augury still stands today. Nothing is impossible in the spiritual realm. The European must decide to enter that realm once again. If we allow the “this world only” liberals to set the perimeters for us we will never come out of Babylon. But if we turn from the Duessa of Babylon, as St. George did, and keep our eyes focused on Una, the Faerie Queene of truth and beauty, who bids us look to Him as the beginning and the end of every quest, we will win. The liberal-barbarian dragon has no defense against the Red Cross Knight of Europe.

“The knight himselfe euen trembled at his fall,
So huge and horrible a masse it seem’d;
And his deare Ladie, that beheld it all,
Durst not approch for dread, which she misdeem’d,
But yet at last, when as the direfull feend
She saw not stirre, off-shaking vaine affright,
She nigher drew, and saw that ioyous end:
Then God she praysd, and thankt her faithfull knight,
That had atchieu’d so great a conquest by his might.”

Fairy tales again? Yes! Isn’t a belief in a fairy tale what separates the European from the colored races? Michelangelo (whose work is no different from an African voodoo sculpture, or so the liberals tell us) depicts the hand of God reaching out for the hand of man. Christ was and is the hand and heart of God. If the liberals were given ten thousand years to come up with a more sublime and beautiful image of God than the European vision of Christ, they could not do it. Keats was profoundly Christian without knowing it: “Beauty is truth and truth beauty.” Stripped naked the outwardly alluring Duessa was revealed as an ugly witch that turned men’s stomachs. The tragedy of the European is that he still sees Duessa clothed in the outward splendor of Babylon. It is the task of the Red Cross Knights of Europe to show the naked evil of Duessa. Then all will be clear. The battle lines will be drawn. It is the Red Cross Knights of Europe versus Duessa’s liberal-barbarian coalition. +

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(1) Are there any blacks that have a concept of mercy? Yes, those who are loyal to their white masters and have adopted the values and beliefs of the white Europeans. Such blacks are few and far between. In all of San Domingo, for instance, there was only one recorded case of a black servant who didn’t turn on his white masters. Uncle Remus? The man was a saint, but he was a creation of a white man. Still, let’s concede the existence of a few faithful, black Uncle Remuses. How are they viewed by the black barbarians? Aren’t they vilified because they don’t hate the white race? Of course they are. We are engaged in a war with the prince of darkness and his minions. Let’s not indulge in “Find the good negro” parlor games.

Children of Wonder

And all the old romance, retold – Robert Louis Stevenson

The response of the British establishment to the London riots was so predictable, so quintessentially liberal, that we can only conclude there is a little yellow book (yellow for cowardice) that all liberal regimes have access to, which explains the proper liberal response to every situation. On page 4 we might see the following:

Question #17: What should we do when Muslims and coloreds start ripping our major city apart, thus exposing the violent underbelly of diversity?
Answer #17: First say that violence and thuggery will not be tolerated. Secondly, warn all Britons that this is no time for “right wing vigilantism.” That would be the worst thing that could happen. Third, never blame the riots on people of color or people of the Muslim faith. Fourth, criticize the police for provoking the riot and promise a more diverse police force in the future and more diversity training for the few remaining white policemen. Fifth, make sure that any act of self-defense by white shop owners or white homeowners is prosecuted to the full extent of the law.

The London riots this summer, the French riots in 2005 and in 2007, the riots in the New Orleans Superdome during Hurricane Katrina all stem from religious and racial diversity. The Muslims and the coloreds are barbarians who want to destroy white people and their culture. The riots, when they break out, are only slightly more dramatic manifestations of the daily murders, rapes, and mayhem performed by the Muslims and the people of color. What is highly revealing is the liberals’ reactions to the crises. They always circle the wagons and protect the new Babylon. They react according to the program described in page 4 of their “Yellow Book.” Their main concern is that there shall be no “right-wing” reaction to the violence of the barbarians of color. All the standard vehicles for diversity – church, press, and state – are brought to the fore to denounce a violent, white reaction to the colored violence. And by and large the diversity machines of church and state will be successful. There might be a few white Britons who will vote for the BNP in the next election, but in the main the white Britons will remain stupefied by the propaganda of the diversity-loving British establishment. Why will the white Britons (and there is no other kind of Briton) remain stupefied and helpless? For the same reason you can’t keep a man in prison for twenty years on a starvation diet of bread and water and expect him, upon his release, to fight in the arena against a well-fed, well-conditioned gladiator. The prisoner won’t have the muscle to fight, just as the modern Brits do not have the spiritual muscle to fight the satanic, diversity-loving British establishment. The Muslims have a faith, the Negroes have a faith, but the white European has no faith. Men of faith have “prejudices” which see them through life’s emergencies. Men without heartfelt prejudices about existence, men who have only formed a propositional faith of the mind, are swept away like the two little pigs who built their houses with straw and sticks.

To the extent that there is ever a response to the violence of the Jihadists and the people of color in Britain, France, the United States or any other European nation, the response is always an appeal by white people to be allowed to exist within the New Babylon. The appeal is not granted because white people, according to the wisdom of the Babylonians are evil. But even if the liberal Babylonians were willing to grant the white peoples’ appeal it would not be possible for white people to coexist with Negroes and Muslims, because both groups are committed to the extermination of the white man. Diversity does not mean ‘varied’; it means the death of white people. There is a type of malaise that descends on a people when they are in a hostage-type situation. The modern European has been taken hostage. His liberal foe has sentenced him to death, but he is killing Europeans incrementally. European hostages are very compliant to the murderers’ demands, because each one hopes the executioners will kill them later rather than sooner. I recall a hostage situation in my police district. A black murderer was taking the employees of a restaurant back into the storeroom and killing them one by one, while his accomplice stood guard on the other victims. One man decided, “He is going to kill me anyway, so I might as well go down fighting,” and he attacked the man standing guard, took his gun, killed him and then killed the other Negro when he stepped back into the front room. Why don’t more Europeans follow that unsung hero’s lead? The blacks, the Muslims, and the other colored tribes have been very blunt about their murderous intentions. Why shouldn’t we fight back? Of course the answer to that is clear. The European people do not believe they are a people. Abstract minds cannot fight.

Practical programs of nationalist leaders that are geared to gain acceptance for white people who are living in Babylon are doomed to failure. No pagan, having defeated his enemy, turns over a piece of his conquered territory to his enemy. Only Christian warriors are magnanimous in victory. When mounting a counterrevolution, we can’t leave out the faith that inspired the antique Euroepans to fight, and win, against the forces of Babylon.

There have been thousands of lost treasure books written, but for me there is only one treasure book, Robert Louis Stevenson’s Treasure Island. In the book Stevenson shows us the type of civilization that produces men who can fight and defeat the forces of Babylon. The pirate culture that Stevenson depicts is a culture much like our modern, liberal Babylonian culture. All races are united in their love of murder, rape, and pillage, and homosexuality is just another form of recreation. Against this culture is the bred-in-the-bone Christianity of Jim Hawkins, Dr. Livesey and Alexander Smollet. When Ben Gunn says he is “sore for Christian diet,” he need not say European food because Europe and Christianity are inextricably bound; who could imagine they would ever be rent asunder?

The Christianity that is bred-in-the-bone never surrenders to Babylon because… Well, because it just isn’t done. If you would probe a man like Alexander Smollet and ask him why it isn’t done, “Why not strike a compromise with the Babylonians?” he would tell you the same thing he told the pirates:

“Now you’ll hear me. If you’ll come up one by one, unarmed, I’ll engage to clap you all in irons, and take you home to a fair trial in England. If you won’t, my name is Alexander Smollett, I’ve flown my sovereign’s colours, and I’ll see you all to Davy Jones.”

A true-bred Englishman does not beg for a share of Babylon, because he prefers death to dishonor, and because he has the Christian European’s ability to distinguish between Christ and Satan. Satan’s minions offer a compromise only as a means of destroying the white man. They can only be defeated; a Christian European cannot arrive at a mutual understanding with Satan.

When the spirit is right, when the ability to distinguish the difference between a colored heathen and a Christian European is bred-in-the-bone, the practical measures fall into place. Jim Hawkins is armed because he knows there is such a thing as evil.

“I began to recall what I had heard about cannibals. I was within an ace of calling for help. But the mere fact that he was a man, however wild, had somewhat reassured me, and my fear of Silver began to revive in proportion. I stood still, therefore, and cast about for some method of escape; and as I was so thinking, the recollection of my pistol flashed into my mind. As soon as I remembered I was not defenceless, courage glowed again in my heart; and I set my face resolutely for this man of the island, and walked briskly towards him.”

Firearms are illegal in Britain and most of America’s urban centers, because the rulers of Liberaldom do not want white men to set their faces resolutely and take violent action against the murderous colored thugs of Liberaldom, but it isn’t necessary to wait for the legalization of firearms before we protect and defend our people. If the spirit is willing a man will find the means to fight.

Spiritually the Europeans are dead; no “practical,” get-out-the-vote, nationalist movement can revive them, because the nationalist leaders have not chosen the better part. They are pleading for an allotment of the liberal-barbarian pie. (1) Death in life can only be remedied by a faith in the God who turned death into eternal life; no amount of liberal pie, no matter how large the slice, can bring the dead Europeans to life.

When the Muslim and colored riots break out, the liberal establishment treat them as aberrations, but they are not aberrations. They are the logical outcome of white-hating liberalism. Contra church, state, and press the white man must refuse to be eradicated. The “love that once was there” still resides in the hearts of those Europeans who have not renounced their blood. It’s more than an uphill battle to restore Europe; it’s an impossibility if we succumb to pragmatism or philosophical indifference. But if we make the battle what it truly is, a battle of good vs. evil, and we love the good, which has a name and a personality, we will do more than keep the beast at bay, we will send him back to hell.

Where in Liberaldom is the face of Jesus Christ? In the fusionist churches? In the mosques built next to the churches? In the abortuaries? In the black-infested urban centers? And where is the face of Satan? In the fusionist churches, in the mosques… There is nothing redeemable in Liberaldom; we are bound to a wheel of fire so long as we try to adjust to Liberaldom. The raison d'être of liberalism is the destruction of white Europeans, who are standing in the way of utopia. Our raison d'être is the restoration of Christian Europe, which was not utopia but something infinitely superior to utopia; it was a land where meek souls “received Him still.” No mere liberal or savage barbarian can stand against a European who draws his sword on behalf of the European people who honored, in their hearts, the incarnate Lord of Europe. Set pragmatism and philosophy aside and become once again a child of wonder and soldier of the cross. That is the life for a man of Europe. +

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(1) ^“And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he began to be in want. And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat: and no man gave unto him. And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before thee…”

“And no man gave unto him”: there is no place for the Christian European in Babylon. We need to return to our Father’s house.

The Boxed-In World of Liberaldom

Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?
Or Love in a golden bowl?

-William Blake

For the past month two door-to-door traveling Mormons have been stopping at my house. I listen to them for about 30 to 40 minutes and then I send them on their way. I’m kind of betwixt and between with the young Mormons. On the one hand I would like them to be antique Christians and give up their denial of the triune God and their devotion to Joseph Smith, but on the other hand, it is good to see young white males who still have “the animation of the European in their eyes.” Added to that, the Mormons are very conservative on many of the social issues such as abortion. I would hate to see the young Mormons who have been coming to my house become less animated and less conservative by joining one of the mainstream churches of either the Catholic or the Protestant denominations. That is the appalling tragedy of modern Europe: a heretical sect like the Mormons is more Christian than the mainstream and the halfway-house Christians.

The Mormons are spiritually sounder than the halfway-house Christians and their mad-dog liberal brethren in the same way a cancer patient of one year’s standing is healthier than a cancer patient of five years' standing who is two days away from death. Both are ill, but both are not ill to the same degree. The Mormon’s heresy from the 1820’s is not quite as heretically advanced as the modern European’s anti-Christian Christian theology.

The modern Christian anti-Christians have no right to sneer at Joseph Smith, because they drink from the same heretical trough that he drank from. Joseph Smith wanted God to become conformable to the narrow perimeters of his 2+2=4 mind. He was unable to tolerate a God who gave poetical certainty, the certainty that is found only in the depths of the heart, rather than mathematical certainty. He answered Blake’s question:, “Can wisdom be put in a silver rod, Or love in a golden bowl,” with a resounding ‘Yes!’ The modern liberals have copied the methodology of Joseph Smith. They condemn the present day Mormons not because the Mormons put God in a narrow rationalist box, but because the Mormons’ God-in-the-box is more conservative than their God-in-the-box.

The halfway-house Christian, the Mormon, and the liberal are all united in their theology. They are all good, semi-Pelagian Thomists. For them God is a rational construct that can be grasped and contained by the human mind. They stand opposed to the intuitive, visionary, heartfelt faith of the European people. “Having the understanding darkened, being alienated from the life of God through the ignorance that is in them because of the blindness of their heart.” – Ephesians 4:18

The blindness of the heart! St. Paul certainly views the heart as the spiritual organ of sight, and so did the prophets, and so did our Lord. If it is true that the spirit resides in the heart, shouldn’t we view the religious tradition of a people as the history of their heartfelt, blood faith, and not a history of a series of church documents or one or two experts’ opinions of the Holy Bible? If the ‘silver rod’ wisdom of experts constitutes a tradition, then the Mormons, the halfway-house Christians, and the mad-dog liberals are traditional. They all believe that man creates his own religion in his mind with no reference to the touchstone of reality, the human heart.

The heresy of the “Great Divorce,” in which God becomes a construct of the human mind is the second oldest faith. It is the satanic faith: “Ye shall be as gods.” The oldest faith is the faith of the heart; God, through the warmth of His love, seeks to draw our hearts to His. The history of the European people, as with the ancient Hebrews, has been a history of the tug of war between Satan and God. Satan pulls the European toward his orbit with the ‘pride of intellect’ temptation. It makes no difference to Satan whether the European is proud of his esoteric knowledge of the ways of God or whether he is proud of his accumulated knowledge of the natural world; so long as the European has divorced himself from his heartfelt faith in Jesus Christ Satan has the European all locked up. And if Satan has the European he has all mankind – the colored tribes will not leave Babylon to rescue the European from Satan. They are content to live in Babylon.

The heart must be served. If the white clergymen designate religious faith as just an intellectual system, white people will satisfy their intellectual pride by playing with various theories about religion, but they will go to Babylon to satisfy their hearts. All faiths built on the intellect of man end up as a faith in Babylon. The men who least understood Christ were the Pharisees, the guardians of the faith. Isn’t that also the case with the European people? The guardians of the faith replaced Christ with their own Pharisaical systems and as a result the Christian churches became a breeding ground for Babylon. Intellectual pride and Babylon go together like a pimp and his whores.

Toward the end of Dostoyevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov, Alyosha, the third dumb brother, tells the children of the village something from his heart:

“My dear children, perhaps you won’t understand what I am saying to you, because I often speak very unintelligibly, but you’ll remember it all the same and will agree with my words sometime. You must know that there is nothing higher and stronger and more wholesome and good for life in the future than some good memory, especially a memory of childhood, of home. People talk to you a great deal about your education, but some good, sacred memory, preserved from childhood, is perhaps the best education. If a man carries many such memories with him into life, he is safe to the end of his days, and if one has only one good memory left in one’s heart, even that may sometime be the means of saving us.”

From the childhood of our race there are thousands of memories that could sustain us in the battle against principalities and powers. But we have to believe those memories are good and pure and necessary for our faith, which means we have to disbelieve in the utopian liberals and the halfway-house Christians who insist that we are moving upward and onward to paradise if only we repudiate the memories of our European childhood. In our childhood we did not heed the siren call of modernity; we listened to our blood, which told us to hold on to our initial vision of a European hearth presided over by Jesus, the Son of God.

All people construct their governments according to their religious faith. We believe in a lie if we think there can be a religiously neutral state. Madison, Jefferson, and Franklin did not give the world its first religiously neutral state; they created a state based on their religion, which was deism.

The modern liberals have also created a religious state. In modern Liberaldom the hatred of the white and the love of the colored has been institutionalized because the hatred of the white and the love of the colored is the religious faith of the modern European. And it will remain the faith of the European so long as the European remains blind to the wisdom of his heart. So long as he believes wisdom comes in a silver rod, he will never escape from the mind-forged hell of Liberaldom.

I do not like novels in which the author invites us to infer the existence of God by showing us the reality of the devil. My favorite authors can delineate the good as well as evil. But there is something to be learned from the lesser authors who point to God by inference. Matthew Lewis is such an author. In his novel The Monk there is a very sad scene which encapsulates, for me, the tragedy of the modern European. A group of nuns consent to the torture of an innocent young girl, which goes against their heartfelt compassion for the girl, because their Mother Superior has told them that the tortures are for the good of the girl’s soul, and of course the Mother Superior must be obeyed because she possesses the godless wisdom of the Pharisees. She knows the fine points of the law, but she doesn’t know Him, the fulfillment of the law. If you adhere to the law of the Pharisees, your heart will be hardened like the Pharisees.

The modern European resembles the compliant nuns in Lewis’s novel. He might feel twinges of remorse as he watches the extermination of the European people, but he has been taught that wisdom comes from the Pharisaical men of intellect; if they approve of the extermination it must be right. It can truly be said of the European that “he did not die, but nothing of life remains.” If only his heart would “indignant break” over the destruction of his people and their sacred past, then the European would be a man again instead of a caricature of a man.

Is there anything that can stir a people whose hearts have been blinded from centuries of adherence to liberal, Pharisaical law? It doesn’t seem so, but then I think of Melville’s phrase in Clarel, “But through such strange illusions have they passed,” and then of Shakespeare’s phrase, “We are such stuff as dreams are made on.” Satan wants us to believe that the 2+2=4 world is the only world. Then we will cease to look for anything beyond Babylon, we will copulate without love and make merry without joy, and we will worship at the shrine of the Negro forever. But if one European heart still remembers Europe what will happen to Babylon?

Puddleglum was still fighting hard. “I don’t know rightly what you all mean by a world,” he said, talking like a man who hasn’t enough air. “But you can play that fiddle till your fingers drop off, and still you won’t make me forget Narnia; and the whole Overworld too. We’ll never see it again, I shouldn’t wonder. You may have blotted it out and turned it dark like this, for all I know. Nothing more likely. But I know I was there once. I’ve seen the sky full of stars. I’ve seen the sun coming up out of the sea of a morning and sinking behind the mountains at night. And I’ve seen him up in the midday sky when I couldn’t look at him for brightness.”

Puddleglum’s words had a very rousing effect. The other three all breathed again and looked at one another like people newly awaked.

If it was already finished the devil wouldn’t be working so hard to destroy the last Europeans. The 2+2=4 walls of Liberaldom are not impregnable. “Once more, unto the breach, dear friends, once more…” +

On the Shores of Babylon

“Hell is empty,
And all the devils are here.”

Every English teacher has to deal with the problem of Cliff Notes, those poorly written summaries and shallow interpretations of great works of literature written for indolent and dishonest students. I once gave a student two F’s on a Cliff Noted paper he had turned in. “Why two F’s?” he asked.

“One for cheating, and the second F for turning in such a terrible interpretation of the book,” was my reply.

Cliff Note students could never bring themselves to believe that a student who read the literature with his whole heart and soul could come closer to the great author’s meaning than a panel of erudite experts trying to write condensed literature for moral eunuchs and intellectual midgets. If the meaning of a work of literature could be condensed into Cliff Notes, it wouldn’t be a great work of literature.

It is the contention of the people I call the halfway-house Christians that the Gospel of Jesus Christ can be condensed into religious Cliff Notes. The Protestant Cliff Notes tell us that Christ was not the Son of God in whom St. Paul believed. He is only the son of God in the way a great prophet is the son of God. In the inane Cliff Notes of the Protestants, the Son of God, the Messiah, has not come yet. How else can I interpret Cliff Notes that claim that the Jews are the chosen people of God? In vain do I point out to the evangelical Protestants that the Christian Europeans of the past did not think references to the “chosen people” meant that the unconverted Jews had been accorded divine status, regardless of whether they accepted Christ or not. It is in vain because the halfway-house Protestants hold the personal testimony of the European people, who lived and died with a faith in Jesus Christ as true God and true man, of no account. They believe in their Cliff Notes handed to them by a committee of educated idiots.

The Cliff Notes of the halfway-house Roman Catholics also go against the traditional faith of the European people. In the Roman Catholic Cliff Notes, Christ is a lesser god in a pantheon of gods, living and dead. He is on a par with Mohammed and Buddha but beneath Nelson Mandela, Martin Luther King Jr., and Gandhi. As with the Protestant halfway-house Christians, it is useless to point out to the Roman Catholic halfway-house Christians that the antique Europeans did not place any other gods above the one true God, Jesus Christ. It is useless because the Roman Catholic does not believe that a traditional faith resides in the blood of the people who believe. Tradition, to the Roman Catholic, means the preservation of external forms and rites. A bred-in-the-bone faith is an alien concept to the halfway-house Roman Catholic. He can’t find anything about such a faith in his Cliff Notes.

The Cliff Notes of the halfway-house Roman Catholics and the halfway-house Protestants agree on one essential point: The Negro is the star at the top of the halfway-house Christians’ tree. The presents under the tree, the ornaments and tinsel decorating the tree, all pale in significance to the shimmering star at the top of the tree. The Cliff Notes descended from on high, according to halfway-house Christians, and revealed the new Christian doctrine of the divinity of the Negro. The halfway-house Christians love to excoriate the Mormons, but I find the halfway-house Christians’ new revelation of the divinity of the Negro much harder to believe in than Joseph Smith’s vision of the Church of the Latter Day Saints. At least Christ maintains His primacy in the Mormons’ church.

The literary Cliff Notes give us a bare skeleton of a book, and they give us a false interpretation of the book. And that is what the “Christian” Cliff Notes do as well. The Bible is streamlined for sectarian purposes, and the people who lived and breathed the full meaning of the Bible are completely eliminated from the religious Cliff Notes. We can’t understand the Christian faith if we are not connected to the people who had faith. The fusionist Christians of today will lead us to a confusion of tongues, not to a place where we can see the true God reflected in the faces of his people.

The halfway-house Christian reserves the right to politely criticize and vote against certain aspects of the liberal’s satanic agenda. But he still uses the liberals’ Cliff Notes, thus allowing the liberal to redefine Christianity. In the new definitions, which we are all supposed to learn by heart, the Negro is divine and the European is evil. Who ultimately does the halfway-house Christian serve then? He serves the liberal, who serves the enemy of mankind.

“If I forget thee, O Jerusalem…” The European has forgotten what it means to live in a Christian culture. It means loving one’s kith and kin above all others, which means that we should keep the barbarians at bay and out of our homes. I live in an area of the United States that is still predominantly white, but virtually every black I see is connected to a white family; either a wigger is cohabitating with a black, or a white family has adopted a black child. It is especially tragic when white parents who already have white children adopt one or more black children. The blacks invariably run amuck within the family, causing untold misery.

And it is always the Man of Sorrows who is brought in to justify race-mixing and Negro worship. Blasphemy! The antique European believed that salvation came from a belief in Jesus Christ, not by virtue of our belief in the sacred Negro. There is nothing remotely connected to genuine Christian love in the liberals’ and the halfway-house Christians’ deification of the Negro. The men who did humanitarian work and Christian evangelization among blacks, such as Albert Schweitzer and Edmund Hodgson, believed in strict paternalism and segregation. (1) Rape, torture, and murder are the favorite pastimes of the natural savages we have brought amongst us. How can a man with a heart that still lives allow such creatures to reign? Prospero knows his island will be hell if Caliban is allowed to rule, so he keeps Caliban under his control, and even Caliban comes to see that Prospero’s hierarchical but benevolent reign is the only type of government to live under.

The liberal and the halfway-house Christian who rides with the liberal on his burn-and-pillage raids against the European people present their “love” of the Negro as the fulfillment of Christ’s injunction to “love thy neighbor as thyself.” Nothing could be further from the truth. In the first place, genuine love of thy neighbor does not mean you hate the people of your own household. And secondly, a man learns to love by the family hearth fire. God made “our hearts small” so we could learn to love through the little human things. The universal love represented by the infamous Coke commercial and the song “Age of Aquarius” is not love. Ask yourself why the ideologies of the universalists, the great ‘lovers’ of mankind as generic human beings such as Marx and Robespierre, always spawn totalitarian states in which millions of individual human beings lose their lives. If you repress the little human things, such as love of kith, kin, and place, you will render a man incapable of love. The charitable outreach of such men as Schweitzer and Hodgson only took place because they learned how to love at the European hearth.

The true God can only be reached through the human heart. Without depth of feeling, we can’t know God, which is why only a counter-revolutionary of the spirit can know God in our modern satanic world. The counter-revolutionary must stay in the depths and not allow himself to be overwhelmed by the narrow superficiality of modernism that kills the soul.

In Ben Jonson’s profound tribute to Shakespeare he tells us that Shakespeare has surpassed even the great Greek and Roman dramatists:

And though thou hadst small Latine, and lesse Greeke,
From thence to honour thee, I would not seeke
For names; but call forth thund'ring Æschilus,
Euripides, and Sophocles to us,
Paccuvius, Accius, him of Cordova dead,
To life againe, to heare thy Buskin tread,
And shake a stage : Or, when thy sockes were on,
Leave thee alone, for the comparison
Of all, that insolent Greece, or haughtie Rome
Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
Triumph, my Britaine, thou hast one to showe,
To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe.
He was not of an age, but for all time!

Of course Jonson is right. There is greater depth, more humanity in Shakespeare’s plays than in the Greeks’ and Romans’ works. And how could it be otherwise? The living God had entered human history and revealed to mankind that God lived in the depths of the human heart. Just as the pagan Greco-Roman shame-culture gave way to the European guilt-culture, so did the Greco-Roman culture of kindness give way to the deeper European Christian culture of charity. In a very real sense there was no perfect love, the love that includes charity, on the face of the earth until the marriage of the European and Christ. That special type of love, which can only be found at the hearths of the antique Europeans, has just about disappeared from the earth. My own nation, which is not really a nation, has set Caliban on the throne. And throughout the other anti-nations of Europe the remaining Europeans burn incense at the altars of the savage gods of color. Our only recourse against the modern age of Satan is to seek the depths and refuse to give up the little human things that link us to the Son of God. +
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(1) Northern Katanga was also the territory of a renowned English Missionary, Edmund Hodgson of the Congo Evangelistic Mission, who had been in the Congo for forty years before he was murdered by the Baluba. He was a surgeon, builder and teacher. He founded 157 churches in the Congo, roofing many of them himself. His pay, if it may be mentioned, eventually reached the grand equivalent of £17 a month in Belgian currency, which in the Congo is enough to buy you a good meal and a haircut. He built schools, where for the first time the tribal language was set down in writing. He built a motor launch, which he used as an ambulance; and as the years went by he built several more, giving each one away to the Natives as a new one was finished. He was also a crack shot, ridding the villages of a rogue elephant and marauding lion. On one occasion he was called out to deal with a pride of six lions that were stalking a village, and shot all six of them the same day. His biggest enemies in the early years - as in the later – were the witchdoctors and secret societies, who of course ruled by terror. Hodgson wrote to the C.E.M. headquarters in England: “The witchdoctors are like banks and bookies. They win every time. To denounce a witchdoctor is the worse sin known.” But, traveling on a battered old bicycle through hundreds of miles of swampland for months at a time, he set out to break them. A fellow missionary said of him: “Often he would walk into the middle of a secret society meeting to rescue the young girls they used for their orgies. He was a mild man, but he would risk any danger to prevent these children being tortured, wading in with his fists if necessary.”

In 1952 Hodgson’s wife died; and he toiled on alone, taking his leave every five years but still having to work to make ends meet. But, following Independence, he saw his life’s work literally going up in flames. He wrote: “This last six months has seen the bottom drop out of this fast-created world. Now there is no Belgian or African authority in this district. The sad part of it all is that it is the innocent ones who suffer...”

Shortly after Hodgson wrote this report he visited the ‘parish’ of the New Zealander, Elton Knauf. He was at something of a loose end now, as his churches had been burned down and he had been forced to leave his own parish by the tribesmen he had spent his whole life slaving for. He and Knauf went on a mercy mission, taking food and medical supplies and even money to distressed villagers. It was in an area where, like his own, nearly all the mission posts had been plundered and burned down. Soon their truck was stopped by Balubas, and the two men were dragged out. The tribesmen offered to let Knauf go. But he refused to leave Hodgson, and so both men were put to death. According to a Christian tribesman it was a slow death, and both men died praying. Unlike the witchdoctors who ruled the people by terror and had survived through the ages, the white men had tried to inspire the people by self-sacrificing example, and had succeeded only in making the supreme one.

Of white men like these, tribute seems inadequate. Silence seems more fitting. But normally, while they are alive, they receive the sort of silence of which Kipling wrote: “The reports are silent here, because heroism, failure, doubt, despair, and self-abnegation on the part of a mere cultured white man are things of no weight as compared to the saving of one half-human soul from a fantastic faith in wood-spirits, goblins of the rock, and river-fiends.”

-- from White Man Think Again! by Anthony Jacob