Racial realism is so often a burdensome load to carry. Not only is it emotionally taxing to witness our race’s and civilization’s decline, but such understanding is made doubly difficult by the variety of punishments that await those who openly speak to these issues. We are deemed the worst of the worst, the heretics, the morally pathological. For those who trespass beyond the acceptable limits of Progressive racial blindness, friend and family relationships are tested and, at times, are lost forever. Though the word “empathy” does necessarily spring to mind when thinking of White Nationalists / racial realists, we are, in fact, the ones so often in need of warmth, of extended hands and mutual support. There is a tremendous emotional component to this arena that is overlooked. We sacrifice so much.
We waste a great deal of our time in ordinary social situtions, dancing around issues, occasionally sending out carefully coded signals in order to determine the leanings of whomever we may be casually talking to. It’s a rare occasion that one gets a carte-blanche opportunity to speak the truth, to say what we see. So when confronted with what I consider other social outsiders (in this particular instance, the Jehovah’s Witnesses standing at my door), I feel a little less restraint in keeping my thoughts to myself. There is a refreshing level of candor one can attain with those who also exist in the margins. *I have no intention of playing the Jew here, mocking and smearing people who actually don’t rob, rape, or loot. Religious Whites, especially southern religious Whites, are our culturally approved kick-toys and I won’t do that, even if I feel the “cast the net and convert whomever you catch” criteria for gaining new membership is deeply misguided. (It’s amazing how after so many years of Talmudvision, even somewhat racially aware Whites can so casually slander a segment of our race which actually prioritizes large families, hard work, and simple living. This is a habit I’ve recognized in myself and have sought to break, and one which I’ll confront others on when I hear it). Nevertheless, though I don’t know much about Jehovah’s Witnesses, except that they refuse to participate in modern, secularized celebrations (birthdays, Halloween, etc…), I know they are considered “fringe.”
So there I was, absently thumbing through a novel I once read but could no longer remember, the children down for their afternoon naps. Then came the knock. Answering the door, I found a sweet older White man and woman, both in their early sixties perhaps, who introduced themselves and asked if they could show me something in the Bible. I’m always willing to give people and their ideas a fair shake and this seemed like a nice break to the afternoon. I politely consented, and tried to follow along as the lady angled The Book so that we could read together. As she then began to interpret the passage for me, my mind caught on a snag when she started in about “God and all the people of the world” and “our duty.” I had to interrupt her. I mark this encounter as the beginning of a phase I’m currently in, in which I cannot let even the slightest comment pass, be it “diversity” as a “strength” or our so-called “duty” to less fortunate minorities.
I live just outside the city of Lancaster, Pennsylvania, on the other side of Franklin and Marshall College. I have no idea what government programs are in place and how specifically this happened, but this town is now the third largest Puerto Rican city, percentage-wise, in the United States. Within fifteen short years, most of the southern part of the city and some its eastern neighborhoods radically transformed into filthy ghettos, repopulated by the wretched refuse of New York City. Now, Black and Hispanic males with modified mufflers (purposefully made louder) and pounding subwoofers speed past Amish horse-and-buggies on the local roads. Why on earth this sleepy town was targeted to receive the miserable slobs from the South Bronx and Washington Heights, I have no idea. Long story short, another safe and clean (re: White) city is now a crime-ridden third-world sewer — another statistic. Yes, there are politicians to blame, but the Churches and blind religious fundamentalism are most definitely complicit.
“I’m sorry Ma’am, how long have you lived in Lancaster?” I asked.
Pausing to do some quick math, she replied, “Forty two years.”
“Have you seen what the “people of the world” have done to this city?” I inquired, not being nasty, but not blinking.
Judging by their faces, I sincerely believe that they had no idea what I was getting at. There appeared to be no hook there to hang my hat on.
I then picked up the ball and started running
“Listen, God Bless you guys. You are the people who founded this country and made it work. The people of Europe and their faith in God built this nation, I believe that. However, today it’s you guys, the good Christians, who are helping to import savages from the failed corners of the globe which have ruined this city.” I noticed my finger was out and pointing and consciously put it back down.
Unfazed, the lady countered that the Lord will judge all men individually by what’s in their hearts. She then set off to find the passage.
I was searching for words, for tactics. How do I approach these people? Do I start by explaining racial differences? Rattle off murder and rape statistics? More importantly, what exactly was I seeking to accomplish? Do I want to change minds or simply vent?
I tried to draw her eyes away from the book, bending my knees slightly to bring myself eye-level with her. “My wife grew up in this town when it was safe to walk from one end to the other at anytime of the day,” I said. “And you read the newspaper, you know. You see all the Black and Hispanic crime, the murders and gang activity. You will never get what you want out of these people. They rot out every place in the world they go, yet you persistently, blindly aid them and seek them out as potential converts. It’s a lousy business model you guys have.”
The lady seemed a little uncomfortable about my use of the term “savages,” and the gentleman started skimming through the Gospel according to Matthew only to find and then recite a verse that had no bearing whatsoever on anything we were talking about. The lady, however, seemed to want to reconcile this issue. I had her attention. I then thought it best to go with the “dog” analogy.
“Look, we can talk very casually about different dog breeds in terms of behavior, intelligence, and demeanor. We recognize that these differences are not superficial, but innate, genetic. So, hypothetically, if I take a puppy Hyena out of Africa and bring it into my warm house and give it lots of food and attention and raise it as a Cocker spaniel, does that make it a Cocker spaniel? ”
The gentleman then found another verse, and was clearly waiting for me to take a breath so he could read, but I continued.
“Really, would you let your child come over and play with this alleged “Cocker spaniel?” I didn’t wait for an answer. “No, you wouldn’t,” I said softly. “The dog is still likely to bite your kid’s arm off. That’s the animal’s nature. And this is the thing: You guys are helping to bring Hyenas into this country and are pretending they can be an intelligent, well behaved breed that actually can function in a civilized society – and they can’t.”
The gentleman then raised his hand. I forget exactly what he asked, for it seemed I was delivering my own sermon, but I know it gave me pause–something about how I fit God in my life.
I took a moment before I spoke. “I don’t know. I don’t have the answers. But when it comes to finding a religion, for me, one foot has to be firmly planted in reality and has to honestly evaluate the world for what it is. You guys, I’m sorry, are killing us with good intentions. I can’t live in half of this city because of this type of misguided altruism. This country, The United States, is dying. Those people,” I gestured in the direction of downtown, “destroy every square inch of every place they go, and all you do is accelerate the process. I’m looking for a racially realistic church. That’s what I’m waiting for. I’d get on board for that.”
Again, what did I hope to accomplish? What were my intentions? As they thanked me for my time, handed me some literature, and began to walk away I tried to gauge their feelings. We parted amicably and, I could see, they left with something to chew on. I tried to be well spoken and affable, yet direct. If they are going to deliver their “good word,” is it wrong to give them mine in return? I believe my intent was to persuade rather than berate, but one thing can sometimes slip into the other. Because those of us who know race is not simply a social construct are so often bound and silenced, when we have the opportunity to speak and the valve is opened, our intensity and conviction can often be written off simply as “hate” or “fanaticism.” It’s difficult to rein in oneself when the subject is no less than survival of one’s race and civilization.
Racial awareness can be a profound hardship. It can cut one off from important and meaningful connections. The day I walked into my local Catholic Church and witnessed the new Indian priest deliver a painfully unintelligible mass was the last time I went in there. As our world changes, and certainly for the worse, one can find oneself painted into a corner, without, for instance, a church – and without the secondary and tertiary relationships that church offers: friends, bonds with family, social networking, and so on.
As close and extended family intermarry, how can you not distance yourself? How can you not alienate yourself, hiding your feelings at the arrival of an unrecognizable, mixed-race child, feigning joy where there is tremendous sadness? How do we stay engaged with this culture, in this world, when its media, churches, schools, sports, and other areas of socialization are so profoundly sick? How can one both hold these standards and hold onto friends and family? How do our children socialize with others when you, the parent, reject so much of what is the basis for conversation and connection? And, how do your children not ultimately resent you for keeping them from such deviant messages on behavior and morality (i.e. popular movies and music) when that costs them friends?
The truth on race is a troubled and complicated road to walk. We have such a hard world to navigate, both for ourselves and our children. At the very least, the connections that we can and do make amongst one another, other racially aware Whites, must be nurtured and appreciated. They are precious, and more meaningful than can be expressed. This is where our future is.
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Thank goodness you named the Jehovas Witnesses, they bring in Koreans by the boatload!
“For those who trespass beyond the acceptable limits of Progressive racial blindness, friend and family relationships are tested and, at times, are lost forever. ”
Yeap have certainly lost some friends along the way.
One guy I was friends with (when he was institutionalized for depression I was the only person other then family to visit him!) married an Asian (half-Japanese, half-Hawaiin) and even spawned a Eurasian. I just let our friendship ‘drift apart’ as it were.
A female friend that I had known for over decade eventually married a Mestizo! Luckily though she moved away to the Big City (Portland Oregon), but three years ago they got divorced! The divorce rates for ‘miscegenation marriages’ are sky high! People of different Races just are not compatible for a long lasting marriage.
The way I deal with the contemporary degeneracy and organized deviancy is to heed the words of Baron Evola and ‘RIDE THE TIGER!’
Also a mega-library of DVDs from past decades (before the ‘Diverstiy Epidemic’ entered the media) can be a good way to relax. Even flicks from just a few decades ago were politically incorrect: Conan the Barbarian chopping off the head of Black-dude Thulsa Doom for example.
Drew, what you have written is a reminder of the surreal, delusional society that we live in, and the ridiculous mindsets of many of our people. White America is racially self-destructing, yet many Whites seem to be blindsided to the obvious disintegration all about them. Perhaps you sowed a seed in their minds that may yet sprout. You are on the right track, brother.
Drew,
The answer is to be part of the intellectual elite as much as possible. Raise your kids to be superior, and they will naturally have little or nothing to do with the multiculters. The multicult is a “proletariat” movement that the commies have been working towards all these years. Now they got it with their “Tan Everyman.”
The elite kids wouldn’t dream of having anything to do with blacks or browns. They don’t match the furniture.
Good on you for speaking with these people as you did. This is part of the answer. We have to confront family, friends, acquaintances and strangers. It is hard to do. When they approach us though we should take it as an opening.
Avoiding and evading this is a failure. We should push on any open door we find. Sometimes we should go the full way and sometimes a half step. We don’t always have the strength for a full step.
The more we do it, the easier it is. We learn to couch what we say so that we don’t evade it but we don’t make it too much to take. I get calls from Democrats and Republicans and I listen to them but also talk to them as well about my concerns.
Kievsky, you might add to just to teach your children to be elitist, period – and that does not necessarily mean that they be taught that intellectualism is the only path to Aryan elitism. In ages past, our people disdained (for good reason) the intellectual elites as weak and effeminate. It is WILL that must be taught to White children, not more science and mathematics. With the proper education of the will, the child will gravitate towards excelling in what are his natural strengths.
There is a huge belt of small cities up to 100 miles outside of NYC that have been trashed by blacks and Puerto Ricans from the Bronx. There are are places like Lancaster all over Eastern PA, the Hudson Valley, Connecticut and even Western Massachusetts.
You should have attended a Latin Mass…then it doesn’t matter what the priest’s native language is–the language of the Church is Latin for a reason…at least it was until the Vatican II liberal multiculties got their way.
ATBOTL is right about the NYC outer suburbs, and there is also an organized effort underway to settle non-whites into small white towns all across the country, even in the Midwest and Northwest. There are various articles appearing talking up the “economic benefits” that mestizos are bringing to “small town America” (no, not the Onion.)
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I had an illuminating experience about this sort of thing. An Indian co-worker once made a comment about “racism” and “white America” and referred to himself as “colored” and implied he faced some sort of discrimination comparable to blacks in the US.
Here’s an upper class, highly educated Hindu (the most anti-African people on earth) who was given a special visa to come to the US, paid far above anything he’d make in his country, who I knew had *servants* at home (no doubt much darker than himself) and he’s going to lecture White Americans about their “racism”? I nearly choked.
But I realized that if I had said anything, my white bosses would be the first to attack me. It was the first time, as a White, I questioned if this was even my country anymore. And I don’t want to even think about how long ago that was, it all gotten much worse now.
That was a well-written story, Drew. Very cogent points.
Within fifteen short years, most of the southern part of the city and some its eastern neighborhoods radically transformed into filthy ghettos, repopulated by the wretched refuse of New York City. …
Long story short, another safe and clean (re: White) city is now a crime-ridden third-world sewer — another statistic.
“Have you seen what the “people of the world” have done to this city?” I inquired, not being nasty, but not blinking. …
“Listen, God Bless you guys. You are the people who founded this country and made it work. The people of Europe and their faith in God built this nation, I believe that. …
The gentleman then found another verse, and was clearly waiting for me to take a breath so he could read, but I continued. …
If they are going to deliver their “good word,” is it wrong to give them mine in return? I believe my intent was to persuade rather than berate…
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Drew,
Consider next time asking folks to read, and study some of these passages… who possibly it could be speaking of… and of whom it could realistically apply to:
Sounds amazingly like it is describing a particular modern-day country we all know of very well, and one not in the ‘middle east’ — doesn’t it?
There is a huge belt of small cities up to 100 miles outside of NYC that have been trashed by blacks and Puerto Ricans from the Bronx. There are are places like Lancaster all over Eastern PA, the Hudson Valley, Connecticut and even Western Massachusetts.
I had heard about the problems Reading was having, but I couldn’t believe what I saw at the Walmart off Route 30 in Lancaster a couple years ago. Completely unidentifiable mystery meat — so much, and so different from anything else I’d ever seen. After considerable reflection, I decided they must have been Pueto Rican.
Don’t forget that Puerto Ricans, and Mexicans etc. are almost 99.9% Roman Catholics.
The interesting thing about Puerto Ricans is that they have a high percent of negro admixture. Two very light skinned Puerto Ricans who could pass for White can have a Black child. The Puerto Ricans consider having a black child which they call a “negorito” to be good luck!
Great post, Tom. I can strongly relate to your attempts at waking them but feeling it turned into a lecture. But lectures got them to where they are and lectures will get them to where they need to be. With us.
Look on the bright side – the jews wanted New York for themselves and cleared all the crime out to small white rabbit towns. That makes New York one hell of a target.
“How do I approach these people?”
I’d suggest talking points revolving around ideas of stewardship and being a good shepherd. Does a good shepherd bring wolves into his flock?
The pain of the ass thing about being “race realist” is that paranoid people will argue in a circular motion, where they don’t directly talk to you, and instead attack your motivations, This happens a lot when talking to for instance my parents.
The thing is, even “good racial science” is despised by people which is quite different than being “wnist.”
To be fair, Jehovah’s Witnesses are not White Southern Evangelicals. They are something totally different and very extreme and not very numerous. There was a girl at work who joined up with a typical evangelical church and I made the mistake of confusing all the various non mainline sects together. She was horrified to be associated with them and talked about what a mega cult the Jehovah’s Witnesses and also the Mormons were. The ironic thing is that she was adopted by a childless Jewish couple when she was 3, I can only imagine the horror they must feel that she joined up with southern Evangelicals.
I think that now the”White Americans” may begin to realise how the native American Indians felt when they were treated the same way. The only difference is that this time it is self inflicted.
What is happening in Iowa is very disheartening. I’m from there and attended the University of Iowa in Iowa City. It was a classic “college town”. Within the last 10 years there has been an awful change. There was a federal mandate concerning low-income housing. It attracted blacks from Chicago. It happened so fast. It’s like there is a shuttle between Chicago & Iowa City now. I shuddered when I heard discussion coming out of Washington about “high speed rail” that would connect Detroit, Chicago and some other places. Iowa City would be one of the stops. Cedar Rapids, Davenport and other medium sized places in Iowa have also been affected by federal policies like this. It’s like the government wants the living conditions to be bad everywhere. Please look at this:
https://broadwaycrimereport.wordpress.com/
All wise white men acknowledge the grace endowed through genetic inheritance, regardless if they are loud, or silent about such. In knowing as much, we also naturally accept the hard truths for the sake of common sense, whether those details be inconvenient or not. One harsh reality deserving attention in particular is the systemic degeneration of westernized nations caused by Zionists. Eliminating Zionism isn’t impossible. The key is binding the “dirty deed” to it’s culprit (Zionism), while simultaneously redirecting the sense of victimization residing from within those Zionism has victimized, unto Zionists. Without an anchor or proxy, Zionists are incapable of operating controlled opposition ploys (which they rely on).