White Nationalist Dry Rot
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White Nationalist Dry Rot
Douglas Mercer
November 9 2024
To call the folks at Counter Currents “White Nationalists” gives them too much credit. What are they? They will say they are White separatists, they will say they are White advocates, they will say all sorts of things. But what are they? Most likely they are a sink hole for money so they can pay their puerile “writers” a stipend when a new wing on the William Pierce Library would be a solid investment in the future. What they really are are tepid and mealy-mouthed backsliders who have a whole host of writers to draw on and none of whom says a thing worth thinking about. The big pooh bah over there is Greg Johnson who has written several dry as dust manuals on being White, all of them saying not much of all other than what you could have gleaned from keeping your eyes open and reading a hundred-year-old book by Madison Grant. But he has a big PhD in Philosophy and read Plato once but if Plato were here he would be setting the world on fire and becoming more radical by the second, and the Great Beguiler would have puked up a mouthful upon reading this slop from Johnson:
“To celebrate Trump’s victory, and to get hesitant donors off the fence, a generous supporter has offered to match every new donation up to $10,000. So now is the best time to help out. Full information on how to donate appears below.”
The cash cow of Trump’s victory, eh? The dupes who think something significant happened on November 5 2024 will line this guy’s pockets and keep his lights on and he can take his gay lover out to a nice dinner and canoodle on his backside all through the night. Trump’s victory was a non event that stands out only for its utter and complete insignificance but they are whooping it up and doing the Telethon that would make Jerry Lewis blush. Are they out of their minds, or do they need this to buck up the spirits of the rabble that is their readership? Drumming up dollars is disgusting enough (I remain strictly amateur, that is I do it for love not money) but sending out hope in regards to a man who has Jewish grandkids and has a settlement named after him in Israel (Trump Heights) is a debacle of thought. That whirring you hear is the sound of George Lincoln Rockwell spinning in his grave; hell, if George Lincoln Rockwell came back he would deeply regret that he did not radicalize ten thousand times more than he had; it’s one thing to say the Jews need to be gassed with a wry glint in your eye; it’s another thing to work patiently for a time when it might be done. If Revilo Oliver came back he’d find these literary flyweights beneath contempt and would in wonderful prose mercilessly rail at their stupidity and weakness and inconsequence; and if William Pierce came back he would shake his head at the naivety and then work all night for the cause. No, Kevin Alfred Strom has it right, aside from a few cosmetic improvements to placate the rubes (among whom most definitely is any writer at or reader of Counter Currents) Trump is part and parcel of the Power Structure who differs from us as fundamentally as day does from night. And as such there is nothing to celebrate, only to mourn the fact that so many of the people who (supposedly) are with us are so brain dead stupid that all you can hope for is that they were able to wrangle the pre frontal lobotomy at half price (if they did you know the discount amount would be sent directly to Greg Johnson's greedy coffers).
Counter Currents styles itself as the go to place to get your large think pieces and news and cultural information in White Nationalist circles. They schmooze with old fogey Jared Taylor who always has a logical case to make and makes it in his thankfully inimitable pedestrian way, and makes it over and over until you are blue in the face of boredom. And they will cordially invite the ever-reasonable Kevin McDonald into their confines and the wide-eyed fan boys will clutch their “priceless” copy of the “precious heirloom” called The Culture Of Critique like a blue haired lady clutches her pearls. But that book displayed only an amazing grasp on the obvious, you mean blood sucking parasitical Jews (not the language of McDonald who is placid and tedious) are hell bent on destroying White Societies? Do tell! Hell, Hitler told us that a hundred years ago when he said that when you find anything in society that is being undermined just take your knife and cut out the abscess and you will find amid the open running sore of the oozing pus that most Lovecraftian of figures: the little Jew. And unlike McDonald Hitler really had a flair for the dramatic.
At best this crowd are fellow travelers to the truth, at worst just low-grade morons churning out moderate tripe to weakly defend the White race. But give me one paragraph of Modern Heretic and you can have everything Jim Goad ever wrote and toss it on the dung heap of literary ignominy. They have Spencer Quinn who really said that in a debate one should say “Well, as a White person I really feel……” And I can say that is embarrassing advice unless you say well, as a White person I really feel that we should have shipped the niggers back to Africa long ago, and the first Jew who stepped on Ellis Island should have been shot on sight to discourage the others—but that’s not what Quinn has in mind. More reasonable don’t you know. And then the rancid blog has their alleged big gun thinker in something called Mark Gullick—another one with a PhD, any more of them over there and they’ll have a veritable faculty lounge where they can croak their high-toned sententious sentences all to no avail. Who knows what this dipshit got his doctorate in, probably in how to earn a few bucks by saying the obvious or next to nothing with a thesis on how to be as anodyne as hell. But the many years of long nights studying and the cash payments to the school did have their effect as he was able to cough up this non-spellbinder paragraph and proved his bona fides as a first-class ninny whose entire life might as well go up in smoke:
“The people he surrounded himself with, from Pence down, were not trustworthy and did not deliver. This time, it feels more like Avengers assemble! Elon Musk, Tulsi Gabbard, RFK, J. D. Vance. These are obviously talented and intelligent individuals.”
The avengers! Time will bring in its revenges! Superheroes to the rescue! Gag me with a spoon as that Zappa a chick said. Musk stuck his tail between his legs and embarrassed himself by going to Israel after saying something slightly averse to the Jews and has never once said a good word for his people in South Africa, plus he has a weird face; Gabbard is a mystery meat liberal who was a member of the LGBT caucus and who without the caked on makeup has a face like the cratered moon; Robert Kennedy has something wrong with him and speaks like he has mechanical voice box in his throat; and Vance, well, Vance exploited his own people by exposing the “White Trash” and then jetted off to the Ivy Leagues and the Army (as a journalist) and then went in big for Wall Street, and now he’s the White Whisperer who will satisfy the dullards into a soma induced coma and then will hose the first White man he can get in his sights. These are the Avengers of Gullick’s rank fantasy life, the Masked Men who will ride in on horseback to save the day like Wonder Dog. The cavalry is here! To even be able think such horseshit or call intelligent people who are not even as smart as a sack of shit or fried hair that’s been too long in the sun is a kind of creeping dementia not to mention deeply poor taste. Indeed, if one can summon that kind of thinking out of the dog trough it is enough to induce a drive towards seppuku in one who had any honor.
So eschew the off brand White Nationalists and all the knock offs of our cause, and stay with the Real McCoy of the National Vanguard. We’ve kept the ideology clean and pure and unalloyed, and we and we alone have the solutions for what ails us. We are old fighters of the cause, not flaneurs and dilettantes who nibble around the edges, not non daring dandies who dribble their lives away with worthless drivel. That is they are but simulacrums of the real thing, and the word Counter in their name is nonsense, they can’t counter anything whatsoever, as they are just issuing another minority report from the side of doom and while we swim always courageously against the current like all dead things they just float downstream to a certain death.
November 9 2024
To call the folks at Counter Currents “White Nationalists” gives them too much credit. What are they? They will say they are White separatists, they will say they are White advocates, they will say all sorts of things. But what are they? Most likely they are a sink hole for money so they can pay their puerile “writers” a stipend when a new wing on the William Pierce Library would be a solid investment in the future. What they really are are tepid and mealy-mouthed backsliders who have a whole host of writers to draw on and none of whom says a thing worth thinking about. The big pooh bah over there is Greg Johnson who has written several dry as dust manuals on being White, all of them saying not much of all other than what you could have gleaned from keeping your eyes open and reading a hundred-year-old book by Madison Grant. But he has a big PhD in Philosophy and read Plato once but if Plato were here he would be setting the world on fire and becoming more radical by the second, and the Great Beguiler would have puked up a mouthful upon reading this slop from Johnson:
“To celebrate Trump’s victory, and to get hesitant donors off the fence, a generous supporter has offered to match every new donation up to $10,000. So now is the best time to help out. Full information on how to donate appears below.”
The cash cow of Trump’s victory, eh? The dupes who think something significant happened on November 5 2024 will line this guy’s pockets and keep his lights on and he can take his gay lover out to a nice dinner and canoodle on his backside all through the night. Trump’s victory was a non event that stands out only for its utter and complete insignificance but they are whooping it up and doing the Telethon that would make Jerry Lewis blush. Are they out of their minds, or do they need this to buck up the spirits of the rabble that is their readership? Drumming up dollars is disgusting enough (I remain strictly amateur, that is I do it for love not money) but sending out hope in regards to a man who has Jewish grandkids and has a settlement named after him in Israel (Trump Heights) is a debacle of thought. That whirring you hear is the sound of George Lincoln Rockwell spinning in his grave; hell, if George Lincoln Rockwell came back he would deeply regret that he did not radicalize ten thousand times more than he had; it’s one thing to say the Jews need to be gassed with a wry glint in your eye; it’s another thing to work patiently for a time when it might be done. If Revilo Oliver came back he’d find these literary flyweights beneath contempt and would in wonderful prose mercilessly rail at their stupidity and weakness and inconsequence; and if William Pierce came back he would shake his head at the naivety and then work all night for the cause. No, Kevin Alfred Strom has it right, aside from a few cosmetic improvements to placate the rubes (among whom most definitely is any writer at or reader of Counter Currents) Trump is part and parcel of the Power Structure who differs from us as fundamentally as day does from night. And as such there is nothing to celebrate, only to mourn the fact that so many of the people who (supposedly) are with us are so brain dead stupid that all you can hope for is that they were able to wrangle the pre frontal lobotomy at half price (if they did you know the discount amount would be sent directly to Greg Johnson's greedy coffers).
Counter Currents styles itself as the go to place to get your large think pieces and news and cultural information in White Nationalist circles. They schmooze with old fogey Jared Taylor who always has a logical case to make and makes it in his thankfully inimitable pedestrian way, and makes it over and over until you are blue in the face of boredom. And they will cordially invite the ever-reasonable Kevin McDonald into their confines and the wide-eyed fan boys will clutch their “priceless” copy of the “precious heirloom” called The Culture Of Critique like a blue haired lady clutches her pearls. But that book displayed only an amazing grasp on the obvious, you mean blood sucking parasitical Jews (not the language of McDonald who is placid and tedious) are hell bent on destroying White Societies? Do tell! Hell, Hitler told us that a hundred years ago when he said that when you find anything in society that is being undermined just take your knife and cut out the abscess and you will find amid the open running sore of the oozing pus that most Lovecraftian of figures: the little Jew. And unlike McDonald Hitler really had a flair for the dramatic.
At best this crowd are fellow travelers to the truth, at worst just low-grade morons churning out moderate tripe to weakly defend the White race. But give me one paragraph of Modern Heretic and you can have everything Jim Goad ever wrote and toss it on the dung heap of literary ignominy. They have Spencer Quinn who really said that in a debate one should say “Well, as a White person I really feel……” And I can say that is embarrassing advice unless you say well, as a White person I really feel that we should have shipped the niggers back to Africa long ago, and the first Jew who stepped on Ellis Island should have been shot on sight to discourage the others—but that’s not what Quinn has in mind. More reasonable don’t you know. And then the rancid blog has their alleged big gun thinker in something called Mark Gullick—another one with a PhD, any more of them over there and they’ll have a veritable faculty lounge where they can croak their high-toned sententious sentences all to no avail. Who knows what this dipshit got his doctorate in, probably in how to earn a few bucks by saying the obvious or next to nothing with a thesis on how to be as anodyne as hell. But the many years of long nights studying and the cash payments to the school did have their effect as he was able to cough up this non-spellbinder paragraph and proved his bona fides as a first-class ninny whose entire life might as well go up in smoke:
“The people he surrounded himself with, from Pence down, were not trustworthy and did not deliver. This time, it feels more like Avengers assemble! Elon Musk, Tulsi Gabbard, RFK, J. D. Vance. These are obviously talented and intelligent individuals.”
The avengers! Time will bring in its revenges! Superheroes to the rescue! Gag me with a spoon as that Zappa a chick said. Musk stuck his tail between his legs and embarrassed himself by going to Israel after saying something slightly averse to the Jews and has never once said a good word for his people in South Africa, plus he has a weird face; Gabbard is a mystery meat liberal who was a member of the LGBT caucus and who without the caked on makeup has a face like the cratered moon; Robert Kennedy has something wrong with him and speaks like he has mechanical voice box in his throat; and Vance, well, Vance exploited his own people by exposing the “White Trash” and then jetted off to the Ivy Leagues and the Army (as a journalist) and then went in big for Wall Street, and now he’s the White Whisperer who will satisfy the dullards into a soma induced coma and then will hose the first White man he can get in his sights. These are the Avengers of Gullick’s rank fantasy life, the Masked Men who will ride in on horseback to save the day like Wonder Dog. The cavalry is here! To even be able think such horseshit or call intelligent people who are not even as smart as a sack of shit or fried hair that’s been too long in the sun is a kind of creeping dementia not to mention deeply poor taste. Indeed, if one can summon that kind of thinking out of the dog trough it is enough to induce a drive towards seppuku in one who had any honor.
So eschew the off brand White Nationalists and all the knock offs of our cause, and stay with the Real McCoy of the National Vanguard. We’ve kept the ideology clean and pure and unalloyed, and we and we alone have the solutions for what ails us. We are old fighters of the cause, not flaneurs and dilettantes who nibble around the edges, not non daring dandies who dribble their lives away with worthless drivel. That is they are but simulacrums of the real thing, and the word Counter in their name is nonsense, they can’t counter anything whatsoever, as they are just issuing another minority report from the side of doom and while we swim always courageously against the current like all dead things they just float downstream to a certain death.