As Sorel foresaw, an energising but controlling social myth was created and deployed, but it was not that of the general strike, nor was it composed by the middle-classes, it was certainly not done in a salubrious way, & rather than uniting us, it divided us: the myth of freedom.
Savagery must rise. Individuality and diffuse cultural heroes warp modern attempts at the revival of true virile experience.
Understanding this timely and instructional work only as an action story, only a true description of a group of passionate men, and ignoring its context, which is described politically, socially and historically, leaves it still greatly edifying. Read this book.
We are told excruciatingly that our identity is inferior, or ridiculously that it does not exist; we are undergoing an erasure the likes of which only occurs during the ultimate downfall of an empire. And so our identity must be set out every chance we get.
We need to redevelop a sense of national self-defence. The responsibility of our government and our Security Services has historically been, and should always be, that which is good for our people.
Meaningful change—good and ill—has never occurred at the ballot box, but comes through pressuring the government to enact change, such as labour and civil rights movements, or war. Do not continue to vote for the "lesser of two evils", which is simply one of the system's two faces, or wait until a saviour "worth voting for" arises, or throw up your hands and exclaim that a collapse or war is the only way things will change. Instead, direct your efforts towards local action to improve your community and your group of friends.
It has been proven time and time again that green spaces improve well-being and bring communities together. If not for aesthetic reasons—for the spiritual enrichment we all imbibe when in the countryside or paddling in a brisk white shore—we must protect England for she protects Her people.
Despite what you have been told by self-improvement blogs, it is not enough to only build your body amongst the machines and dead steel of the gym, for you are surrounded by the limping embodiment of multicultural decadence.
It is in no small terms a tragedy that the architecture of the European peoples has been reduced so far as to be a laughing stock of the world. Anything we create must be so void of beauty that one may suspect that is its only goal. It must be so plain and vacuous in terms of tradition, spirit, love and warmth, that one would think the architects of today intentionally wish to inflict pain upon the public.