A.B. ORIGINAL ARE WHINGEING A.B.s

A.B. ORIGINAL ARE WHINGEING A.B.s

A.B Original, an indigenous Hip Hop duo which rhymes against Whitey, is the darlings of our communist media. The tools at The Guardian, Fairfax Media, and the ABC can’t shut up about them.

In the case of the latter, it is because the Communist Youth League at JJJ was instrumental in breaking them. Comprised of two slobs who between them have probably eaten every McDonald’s between Victoria and South Australia empty they make a mockery of the play on the word “original” in their name.

There is bugger all original about these two Koori gasbags who are popular because they bitch about Australia Day and are like “hard core”. They are keeping it real for the brudders in detention, land rights, and they give a dirty big finger to Reclaim Australia, Pauline Hanson, and ‘White Supremacists’.

Of course, they are quieter on domestic violence rates among indigenous people, but that’s probably gubba’s fault too. Yep, them be angry, bud, and despite all the hyperbole from the Trots in the press, inarticulate with it. In fact, one can dismiss any case for marginalization the pair might argue since they have achieved success in the field of what is essentially spoken word with a vocabulary smaller than a canary’s.

Yes, they are in the unique and unlikely position of being the first black performers to be guilty of appropriating black culture.

In fact, if you removed every possible swear word from their recordings you would be left with cicadas chirping in the background.

It would be interesting to know whether they are as popular among indigenous folk as they are between the Social Justice Warriors who form the “anarchist scene” in our cities. In which case, their fan base is mostly self-deprecating Whites from middle-class families whose sole focus at this stage of life is to be considered credibly ‘edgy’ among their dippy peers.

Yes, they are in the unique and unlikely position of being the first black performers to be guilty of appropriating black culture.

About all they bring to the genre — which is so played anyway — is a sense of entitlement and bushy facial hair.

There is bugger all original about these two Koori gasbags who are popular because they bitch about Australia Day and are like “hard core”. They are keeping it real for the brudders in detention, land rights, and they give a dirty big finger to Reclaim Australia, Pauline Hanson, and ‘White Supremacists’.

Having said, they get a free pass from the Left because they are Abos. But we are not Lefties and we aren’t “sorry” about a damned thing. Nope, and we might also point out how untenable their position is. See, you cannot be sympathetic to Multiculturalism and hate on Whites who oppose it. To accept the subsequent invasion means you can have no real beef with the first invasion. What’s more, they seem to forget that most ‘Australians’ (they weren’t yet Australians, but still…) were hauled here in chains, vomiting sea-water, only to be beaten by arrogant Poms for seven years straight.

Life was one big shit sandwich, and everyone had to chow down, but this isn’t a discussion about the rights and wrongs of the legitimacy of historic injustices.

Frankly, if these two glorified dole-bludgers can get big pats on the back for racial attacks on Whites in their tenth-rate jams then we get the right of reply. Hell, if enough are willing, we can all chip in and put our own recording together. We can rap about “Reconciliation Day”; “Bike Thieves”; “Child Rape”; “Foetal Alcohol Spectrum Disorder” and other topics that might just drift to our head on the basis of whatever we consider controversial enough to score us cred points.

But we won’t do that because we would be mistaken for actually giving a fuck. We don’t. We are just responding to all those cute White Koori-doormats like the hilariously unamusing Million Fag Patriots who keep trolling us with links to this pair of unwashed boobs’ crap album.

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Professional Aborigines.

 

 

ANTIFA’S BIZARRE RANT AGAINST PHOTOGRAPHER WHO SNAPPED MARXIST CRYBULLY

ANTIFA’S BIZARRE RANT AGAINST PHOTOGRAPHER WHO SNAPPED MARXIST CRYBULLY

Antifa Melbourne has published a bizarre rant against snapper Kenji Wardenclyffe after the publication of his pic exposing anti-bullying advocate and Safe Schools founder Roz Ward as a bully.

The image, captured on November 12 at a demonstration organised by commie rabble from Monash University, showed Ward snatching the cap off a bystander who happened to be a Donald Trump supporter. She was carrying copies of the subversive radical communist newspaper Red Flag at the time.

The image was published firstly in The Australian, and thereafter widely shared, which led to calls for Ward’s resignation and even a condemnation from her (or its) playmate, Victorian premier, Daniel Andrews.

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The money shot that cost Wardenclyffe his Antifa backstage pass

Subsequently, the crybully left was not happy. No, sir. In fact, they were so irked that Wardenclyffe has since shut his business indefinitely following death threats. That is some irony right there — anti-bullying supporters threatening a man and his livelihood because he exposed a supposed anti-bullying advocate as a bully. But that is the inherent hypocrisy and ultimate madness of Australia’s extreme left.

This is interesting too since Wardenclyffe has been a fixture at the ongoing Patriot rallies and counter protests in Melbourne. He has snapped many a pic of Patriots. However, for all the left, and the establishment which bred them, branding Patriots as “extremists” none had caused Wardenclyffe to shut up shop in genuine fear of his life.

Wardenclyffe would ordinarily be admired for his ability to seemingly keep his political views separate from his work. However, his actual words, if he is not being untruthful indicate that he would have blocked sales of the image to prevent the damage it could do to a fellow traveller. He told media:

“…I cannot take sides or censor, it goes against my journalist ethics (to remain impartial at all costs). About a week ago I got a photo and thought nothing of it, was informed who it was of after and decided in spite of the fact it’d sell not to pursue sales…”

He went on to babble somewhat about the image’s passage, saying:

“…[W]hen it ended up being shared by a follower it ended up being seen by the mainstream media who were intent on running it in a story. I honestly felt I had no option other than see it published anyway or at least give some context. I chose context. As someone who’s had work stolen before I feared it’d run regardless of my action…”

This is interesting too since Wardenclyffe has been a fixture at the ongoing Patriot rallies and counter protests in Melbourne. He has snapped many a pic of Patriots. However, for all the left, and the establishment which bred them, branding Patriots as “extremists” none had caused Wardenclyffe to shut up shop in genuine fear of his life.

The desire to shield Ms Ward has nought to do with protecting the credibility of a fine program that addresses bullying. The Safe Schools coalition is an outright propaganda operation on behalf of homosexuals and those with abnormal gender issues. Ward is a romping stomping Marxist and has publicly expressed her desire for a Marxist state. But she is also as queer as a three-toed boot and her interests lie solely with promoting the interests of her fellow sexual deviants.

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Antifa Melbourne sees themselves as the guardians of “the community”. Perhaps they mean the junkie community

Thenceforward, we come to the stupefying outburst from the ‘defenders’ of ‘our communities’; the masked extremists who fancy themselves as saviours of the nation’s allegedly marginalised: Antifa.

In their Melblourne blog, which is so infrequently updated it has only one other entry from several months back, Antifa takes aim at Wardenclyffe as though he had personally betrayed them. In a socio-pathological piece entitled ‘Kenji Wardenclyffe Isn’t Our Comrade’ this faceless group gives an insight into their shared psychosis, delusions, and the dangerous fantasy world that they inhabit.

One wonders at which point the cognitive functions of so many could become so alarmingly arrested. They start off by excusing themselves as requiring special “spaces” and speak of what they do as “community self-defense (sic)”. Thus, having appointed themselves as community monitors (whoever ‘they’ are), they then set about defining right and wrong as it suits them in this obscure charge.

Thenceforward, we come to the stupefying outburst from the ‘defenders’ of ‘our communities’; the masked extremists who fancy themselves as saviours of the nation’s allegedly marginalised: Antifa.

As disturbing as that is, and as much as many a serial killer has harboured the same delusions, it is their belief that the “…police and the State facilitate pro-fascist and neo-Nazi rallies”. Erm, yeah, it’s called democracy. They equally facilitate the prevention of the True Blue Crew mulching the little toads, so a bit of debt is owed by them to these police for their own safety. Of course, the narrative is that somehow the police, rather than being indifferent, which they are, instead enable Patriots. Frankly, your average copper would rather be elsewhere and no doubt holds both sides in contempt, but still…

In the second paragraph, they describe themselves as providing a service to communities as they project a narrative that assumes endless crimes against minorities, homos, trans-homos, and defenceless Moslem bodybuilders.

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Antifa Sydney sure aided the community when they attempted to force entry to the home of Australia First Party president Jim Saleam. During that night they assaulted his son, who is definitely not a nationalist, and frightened the willies out of his daughter, who is also as far from a nationalist as a person can be. They caused alarm in the neighbourhood and their visitations upon AFP headquarters have actually concerned locals who view them as dangerous hooligans. Those who were arrested for the assault of Saleam’s son were high on methamphetamine.

The same group attacked a Marrickville polling booth in 2014, assaulting the apolitical son of an AFP member, who just happened to be doing his mum a favour. It was noted by a Greens’ worker that the chief thug was an African. They did not exactly invoke an image as defenders of anything but their own sanctimony.

In the second paragraph, they describe themselves as providing a service to communities as they project a narrative that assumes endless crimes against minorities, homos, trans-homos, and defenceless Moslem bodybuilders.

As to the “police” siding with the fascists and the ‘state’ trying to crush them, nationalists noted that at the Nick Folkes’ ‘let’s start a riot’ Cronulla Uprising anniversary last year that very state provided Antifa with a free train. It took them from Cronulla all the way back to Sydney. No such taxpayer dollars were channelled to any patriot attending Folkes’s abortive barbeque, all of which turns their rhetoric on its elbow.

Once having established their right to not have to adhere to principles of legality, democracy, ethics or even reality, Antifa gets stuck into Wardenclyffe for having the temerity to do his job. They give the strong impression they believed that Wardenclyffe ‘owed’ them unconditional loyalty and should not have dared to have pursued truth in any measure. At this, they acknowledge that truth isn’t necessarily beneficial to their cause.

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There, fixed!

While upbraiding him for daring to show Ward in her natural state of violent intolerance, they actually have the nerve to write, “…The reality is that the photo of Roz tells us nothing about what happened or why. It certainly doesn’t tell us anything about Safe Schools or the homophobia seething in Australians who think social progress involves violence (yep) and the denial of the rights of the LGBTQIA+ community.” Okay, forgetting everything else about how that is just outright pig’s balls, what in fuck’s name is the LGBTQIA+ community? What do all those letters even stand for? What is the addition symbol for right at the end? Will there be any letters left on the keyboard once they’re through creating every possible permutation of deviant behaviour to associate them with?

Anyhow, according to the Antifa Ethics and Brains Trust Kenji should have, after he snapped the photo, approached “the community he takes pictures of” and asked “Who is this? Should this photo be public?” Honest to god, this is Antifa logic; that it is perfectly acceptable to stage manage reality in the interests of safeguarding a fantasy social order. Naturally, only “good” people like them warrant this deprecation by photographers. Those nasty “fascists” who object to globalism and the imposition by the very state that is pushing the Safe Schools program (that state that is so against them) should be photographed in any context and those pics disseminated accordingly. There, we just said it, the state is actually PROMOTING their programs, yet they act as if its being controlled by Adolf Hitler. Lordy, give us strength!

As to the “police” siding with the fascists and the ‘state’ trying to crush them, nationalists noted that at the Nick Folkes’ ‘let’s start a riot’ Cronulla Uprising anniversary last year that very state provided Antifa with a free train. It took them from Cronulla all the way back to Sydney. No such taxpayer dollars were channelled to any patriot attending Folkes’s abortive barbeque, all of which turns their rhetoric on its elbow.

But the drumroll has to be saved for the paragraph that starts out, “If Kenji was anything but a biased, far-right, anti-queer bigot, he should never have let that photo see the light of day.” Dear readers, this is actually how they think: that in the flash of a bulb Wardencflyffe engenders all the negatives in that long list of social opponents they describe simply because he did his job without asking their permission to. Someone has failed to inform them that when a point is exaggerated it becomes meaningless. But leaving Kenji for a moment, a subsequent sentence sums up an even more casual and disturbing insight into their cultish logic. They write, “Now there’s a chance that LGBTQIA+ children in primary schools around Australian won’t be protected from outright bigoted discrimination and violence.”

They are talking about sexualised children of PRIMARY SCHOOL age. This is outright creepy. The notion of gender identity being rampant enough among children who have not even developed pubic hair to warrant an ‘awareness’ program like Safe Schools is fantastical. The existence of such intrusions into the lives of these tiny Australians could easily be recognised as generating any gender confusion. Nobody over the age of 30 remembers there being any kind of prevalence of ‘gender identity disorder’ when they went to school — like ADHD it just sprung up as though conjured by an advertising wizard. It will necessarily become absolutely accepted that any such disorder has invariably been inflicted by parents imposing their obsessions onto their offspring. A child is simply too inexperienced in life to comprehend such concepts.

As the rant against Kenji continues for paragraph after paragraph, with him being attacked for daring to take photos without doing so under strict instruction from these ‘anti-fascists’ who believe in militant state rule to guard against fascism, the reader falls into the mind of being browbeaten by Scientologist goons, or assailed by members of the Manson family. It is spiced with malice and barely concealed threats of violence against him. Finally, it ends with a dummy spit where they tell Kenji he can no longer be their friend. They write, “Kenji is not our comrade”.

Kenji, you are the luckiest photographer in the world. With friends like Antifa, you would never need another enemy. All you really need is a flak jacket, an Alsatian, a night-stick, sidearm, and a personal attack drone to follow you wherever you go at all times.

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EUROPEAN PRELUDE TO THE AUSTRALIAN IDENTITY

EUROPEAN PRELUDE TO THE AUSTRALIAN IDENTITY

Racial Identity, what is metaphysically referred to as Blood-Memory, is the progenitor and single most important point of the ethnic tribal group, around which all other aggregates of culture form.

On the most primal level, the tribal group attaches itself to the land on which its sustenance is guaranteed, on which its people may grow. Once a people prosper, expansion naturally follows suit; new lands are scouted, taken and tamed.

On the tribal level, these lands eventually lose their arbitrary status as purely geographic conveniences and become the transcendental scenery of an entire mythos: sacred and yet still workable to the machinations of civilization. In the opening lines of Theogony, Hesiod invokes the Muses of Helicon; that is, of Mount Helicon in Boeotia.

On the most primal level, the tribal group attaches itself to the land on which its sustenance is guaranteed, on which its people may grow. Once a people prosper, expansion naturally follows suit; new lands are scouted, taken and tamed.

This is no mere mountain, but a transit which relates the divinity of the gods to the Hellenic Spirit. In a less poetic explanation, we see then a people using a religion superimposed on the land to assert authority, nativity and therefore ownership; a symbiotic relation with nature that develops the character.

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That Ancient Greece, up until Alexander and the Hellenistic period, never saw a ‘nation-state’ as we know of today only emphasizes the intrinsic power of the ethnic tribal identity. Homer recounted the invading forces of Agamemnon not as a disparate people but rather as Achaeans, Argives, and Dardanians: all synonymic for Greek. This was a Panhellenic realization.

In the vast expanse of Europe’s timeline, every people can be found to have their own racial identity, and despite that its outward manifestation in the form of the polity can be considered temporal – liable to any form of change, great or terrible – it is in the living tapestry of the Blood-Memory that the deeds of the past remain tangible and unchanging: how else could Rome still own the title la città eterna, The Eternal City?

That Ancient Greece, up until Alexander and the Hellenistic period, never saw a ‘nation-state’ as we know of today only emphasizes the intrinsic power of the ethnic tribal identity.

In the emergent Identitarian politics of Europe and the Alt-Right in America, we in Australia must ask ourselves: where do we stand? We arrive at an odd and all too misunderstood position of identity and purpose. Where is the unio mystica of people, land and faith that unequivocally claims this land as Australian for Australians?

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The ancient Dardanians might’ve worn skirts, but they fought like men!

This problematic quandary has been visited before in the likes of Percy Stephensen whose principal work, The Foundations of Culture in Australia led to the formation of the Jindyworobak Movement; a movement all too conscious of the new realities of adopting the land to ethnic identity and culture. These early pioneers of Australian culture, these tamers of the land, wanted a Mount Helicon of their own. Through a genuine sincerity, they tried to coalesce an Anglo mythos with Australia’s primeval past.

In the emergent Identitarian politics of Europe and the Alt-Right in America, we in Australia must ask ourselves: where do we stand? 

However, no amount of good intention can remove the unshakable fact that the result was throwing white paint into the bucket with black paint; leaving an off-colour grey unusable to a modern audience. The terrible importunity still seen today reveals a deep and unconscious reluctance in questioning who this land truly belongs to. Unless the full force of our original ancestors’ proclamation of terra nullius reigns supreme, we will only ever see an aborted identity compatible with the weaker tenets of lowbrow patriotism and ‘shared real estate’ with an entirely different people.

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Our DNA in architecture…

There remains in the Classical Greek world a gold standard of the stirrings of the racial, tribal identity. So too in Rome, we get a similar feeling under the principle of mos maiorum, or way of the ancestors: that purely Latin foundation upon which Latin identity and culture flourished. We may interpret a similar view in the enforcement of the White Australia Policy as preserving the ways of the founders and builders of the nation: a purely Anglo foundation upon which the Anglo identity and culture could flourish.

Unless the full force of our original ancestors’ proclamation of terra nullius reigns supreme, we will only ever see an aborted identity compatible with the weaker tenets of lowbrow patriotism and ‘shared real estate’ with an entirely different people. 

There is in European history the most remarkable gifts left to us in the past: literature, poetry, philosophy, art, and architecture; all of which are a distant echo of the Apollonian form that has harmoniously influenced every corner of our Western World. This is not a smothering influence but rather a modifier to each unique people, whom, like the Greeks, hold their own special land. This is a new Pan-European realization – and it wants Australia to join its ranks.

So when we inquire into what the Racial Identity of Australia is we are inadvertently inquiring into what the New Man of the Australian future shall be; we ought to hold an open mind in remembering that as a young nation it is entirely expected that so too is our Blood-Memory.

It is neither the case that we find no past idols nor that none shall come after them. There ought to be no despair when we struggle to find our own Leonidas, our own Bismarck. As years and decades go by, so too does the expansion of our identity and our history. The bold heroes of our nation’s future are both in the making and also yet to come; they are reliant on the revival of the European Tradition, and our willingness to keep that flame alight when, through the iron edge of the demographic knife, it seems ever so close to being extinguished.

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The ancient Greeks had Hesiod… and we’ve got… erm… anyway, give it more time