Australian culture, it is often derided, exists solely within the stereotypes of vulgarity endemic to the bogan. Whether the term itself is evoked or not is irrelevant; its existence is tacitly understood as the central character in representing all the undesirable nature of Australia’s seedy underworld.

There is no denying that the meat of the bogan in its current form is its crassness; despite a quixotic array of definitions, this one attribute shines brightly as the reference point for understanding what separates a bogan from a non-bogan. Crass in every facet of outward demeanour, every facet of inward demeanour, and a Weltanschauung so tainted by the basest instincts that we could scarcely believe these characters exist in anything other than dystopian fiction.

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This is Daryl. He wants to marry your daughter

In this world, empty appraisal of sport and junkie gossip fill the social milieu, complemented by excessive booze, ciggies and narcotics. The most lurid vernacular and atrocious illiteracy assails the primacy of the English language. Hitherto indifference has ruled our collective policy on this netherworld, yet posed with a personal question we cut away at all indifference and politeness: would you impose upon your children this lifestyle?

We are right to say ‘lifestyle’, in doing so we correct a fallacy that usually attaches itself to the above, namely that the bogan is an exclusive product of the working class. We ought not to suggest the crass, loutish behaviours and outlooks are in the exclusive domain of any class; rather it is spread all amongst White Australia. The true psychology of the bogan is that it clasps, clumsily at that, the last remnants of internalised Whiteness but can’t at the same time overturn the cannibalised chaff deposited on it by the cosmopolitan elite.

Nationalists are aesthetes, not snobs. Our judgment is reserved for those whose agency is tainted by a wilful arrestment of decency regardless of their lot in life and regardless of the behavioural trends society’s elite seek to groom them with. Our standards are not material, but immaterial in advancing the psyche of Australianness to those who have been inducted into perverted copy of it.

Evidently, it is here we depart from the braggart and soulless urbanite; those social climbers whose quips on bogans were forged in the beginning from contempt, not critique. These identity freeloaders are the first to mercilessly lampoon Australian culture and in the very next breath whine about its lack of anything that isn’t borne of the very same tropes they have spent years lumping onto, and obviously shaping, the nature of. Akin to repeatedly lambasting an otherwise average man he’s an idiot of the highest order, are we not surprised that the initial innocence of our people was so pliable to degenerate into the designated mythos the media pushed?

Nationalists are aesthetes, not snobs. Our judgment is reserved for those whose agency is tainted by a wilful arrestment of decency regardless of their lot in life and regardless of the behavioural trends society’s elite seek to groom them with. Our standards are not material, but immaterial in advancing the psyche of Australianness to those who have been inducted into perverted copy of it.

For far from a stereotype, the bogan is a mutation of the healthy citizenry; similar to J.R.R. Tolkien’s genealogy (or one of them) of the vile Orc as a corruption and mutilation of the fair and noble Elves. The bogan no doubt grew from what we once knew as the Aussie larrikin, that down-to-earth man who knew his place in the world and still acted in the greater interest of nation and people; the sort of man discernible in archival footage and the undying pages of past literature that attests to being the stalwart of our Antipodean Jewel – dare we say the most perfected and balanced evolution of the Anglo. We must press this imagery to truly grasp the devolution of what we are becoming. Indeed, our friends at the Eureka Youth League recently published a short list of recommended literature pertaining to this bygone era.

The ‘Australianness’ mentioned supra is a term Nationalists hold great attachment to. In fact, it’s a necessary vested interest as a precursor to cultural revival, and one would be hard pressed to encounter a Nationalist placing little faith in the study, refinement and advancement of culture. The bogan, a sizeable portion of the White populace, falls under this by default.

As far as we’re concerned it’s as good a time as any to broach this subject; the coming role for Nationalists is to pierce the heart of this sensation – and it is just that – to reinstate the ‘status quo ante’ vigour of a Nativist identity that flourished prior to gates of the citadel being flung opened far and wide to the barbaric hordes. The nature of the bogan must metamorphose into the nature of the Australian, lest its devolution reaches its last stop at extinction, and with it, a large portion of White Australia.

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Henry Lawson never saw this lot coming
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