ANDREW FORSTER & THE ALLEY KATZ — THE LEFT’S TROLLING CULTURE EXPOSED

ANDREW FORSTER & THE ALLEY KATZ — THE LEFT’S TROLLING CULTURE EXPOSED

The Left is addicted to trolling. If there were no ‘right wing’ Facebook pages, or social media sites for them to troll, they’d fade into a suffocating obscurity; seeking recognition by trying to write ‘urban rhymes’ or making personal YouTube videos or blogging about the insignificant experiences of their drab lives as if in that turgid oblivion of their soul-destroying mediocrity was the nucleus of something far more metaphysical and vital to impart to the human race.

Instead, they inhabit Facebook pages like Anonykatz and entertain themselves by being routinely un-amazed at the typically inane postings of the cognizant-dissonant on the political right of the social-media tennis court.

Their day revolves around entertaining themselves reviewing the latest sarcastically reworked ‘potatriot posts’ uploaded by the admins of their favourite pages and then lending droll witticisms as an ideological antidote to what they’re confronted with. In most cases, one group of idiots is passing judgement on another — and we don’t employ ‘idiot’ as a pejorative here, it’s simply all we can deduce by examining the pathology of the thoughts they express.

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If, say, Anonykatz had any grasp of Nationalist politics it wouldn’t even bother with the likes of Neil Erikson or Shermon Burgess, who’re blank cartridges from a circus shooting range.

These characters, like many who comment from their side of the fence, are the product of the social media identity factory and the digital age that spawned it. In the 1970s, Alvin Toffler wrote a book called Future shock predicting the absorption into a myriad of subcultures for a population divided along complex social strata, and if he was still alive, he’d deserve a cigar for this prophecy alone; although he only died in 2016 so he pretty much saw it come true. More-or-less, he predicted the Internet.

There is no political substance or even consistency of message from the flaky characters that Anonykatz fixates on and yet they’ve never bothered to address this in any scrupulous detail — they simply guffaw at the overall ideology as they perceive it — mainly because they are the flipside to the same coin.

They are no more sophisticated than those they deride. The UNA team actually read a poster responding to Nick Folkes on the Anonykatz page who claimed that Hitler went to jail with Heinrich Himmler and there devised the National Socialist German Workers Party. No Katz admin bothered to correct this boob who had the comical impudence to then censure Folkes for not being intelligent enough to have assimilated this important historical fact. But, we digress…

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Erikson, Folkes, and Blair Cottrell are the constructions of a media that were once obsessed with the anti-Islam movement and required ‘actors’ for the narrative surrounding this multicultural society of Australia. It inflated them, and then, when it all became passé, they pricked their hides and deflated their spirits, which were always inordinately out of scale compared to the size of any actual talent they might have possessed. They now play a constant game of catch-up with that sub-tier celebrity which, of all of them, Erikson Joneses for the most.

If, say, Anonykatz had any grasp of Nationalist politics it wouldn’t even bother with the likes of Neil Erikson or Shermon Burgess, who’re blank cartridges from a circus shooting range.

Individually, none of those mentioned above is remarkable people. Yet, like most human beings, they crave attention. The need for recognition is one of the most powerful human motivators which are why there are those who’ll seek it in evil and anti-social ways, such as mass-shooters, and serial killers.

Once upon a time, this type of character was the feeder for the music industry as the promise of ‘fame’ for the not-so-talented were offered by the vision of pop stars which they looked at and thought, “I could do that too”. So they formed bands or became performance artists or did anything that might lead to that ‘break’. Andy Warhol observed all this and made one of the most astute utterances of the 20th century — that one day every person would have their fifteen minutes of fame. And Warhol understood fame better than anyone.

This is why it ill-behoves the likes of Anonykatz to feed the egos of these pseudo-revolutionaries, but to make such an assertion fails to take into account that by doing so the players from their camp are exercising their own egocentricities. Again, they are the same animal. Erikson, Folkes, Cottrell do not pursue issues, as would be expected of earnest political crusaders, but rather use a cause to promote themselves. Separated from the substance of issues, we have mere personalities, and a kind of ‘fanboy’ nationalism, which is a term coined by UNA and covered in a previous article.

TROLLING TO THE LEFT, TROLLING TO THE RIGHT

The Alt-Right gained its infamy through ‘trolling’; it doesn’t necessarily make anything better if the Left apes those tactics which, when all has been said and done, were questionable (although often hugely successful) to begin with. Let’s deal with a semantic before we get down to brass tacks here: We call this opposition ‘the Left’ for convenience purposes, or even ‘Cultural Marxists’, but that’s not necessarily accurate.

Much of what is assumed to be politically Left are actually the lackeys of the pseudo-progressive-democratic-liberal-globalist-capitalist-world-order. In the most basic reading of the morality contest underlying the narrative in which the Left is pitted against the Far Right, the former are supposedly upholding virtues that the latter dream of stripping from civic life for the sake of an authoritarian, race-based order. This assumes ‘good guys and bad guys’ when viewed through the glass of 20th century western struggles against Fascism, Japanese Imperialism, and National Socialism. Here we invoke Alvin Toffler once more because he had another insight into the future. He wrote: “The illiterate of the 21st Century will not be those who cannot read and write, but those who cannot learn, unlearn and relearn”.

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In this era, for either side, applying historical lessons, or ideologies, or prejudices from a bygone era is a glittering example of that new millennium illiteracy of which he wrote. So, with the exception of pure Nationalists, or even fluid-thinking true leftists whose worldview we may largely oppose but whose sincerity and logic we might otherwise respect, we have the ‘Katz’ — whose own obsessions are every bit as unhealthy as those provocateurs they make a subculture out of countering online.

The time has, therefore, come to bring these ‘Katz’ into the spotlight. For the main part, those posters who fill the ranks can be easily searched and profiled for themselves. But who runs Anonykatz?

In our last entry, we responded to an article by Honi Soit that claimed that we ‘doxx lefties’ under the guise of self-defence. In this case, we do it as a public service.

In our last entry, we responded to an article by Honi Soit that claimed that we ‘doxx lefties’ under the guise of self-defence. In this case, we do it as a public service.

United Nationalists Australia has been, for a long time now, flooded with requests to doxx the admin of Anonykatz. We have been given theories on who runs it, and countless links. We, therefore, posit the following as a theory which we back up with what we believe is convincing evidence. But as we doxx Anonykatz it is now incumbent on us to out one of its most consistent serial pests — Andrew J. Forster.

ANDREW ‘J’ FORSTER AKA FORESTER

There are amusing trolls, there are witty combatants, and then there are those who if they weren’t harassing people online they would be stealing women’s underwear off clotheslines and wearing it over their heads as they tortured small furry animals. Andrew Forster fits into the latter category.

Hardly a nationalist, patriot or anyone ‘rightist’ conservative has not had an uninvited excretion from the poster using the name Andrew Forster appearing in their messenger inbox. He is unbothered by any transgression of Facebook policy, about laws pertaining to electronic-devices and stalking, or even whether or not he comes across as a complete body snatcher.

He has poured vile abuse on women, accessed accounts belonging to minors, attacked the sick, and violated the privacy of at least one person grieving over the passing of a close relative. It doesn’t matter to him. He is not made of the stuff that exhibits conscience nor is he equipped with the intellectual faculties to express an ideological rationale. He is purely a sociopath with access to the Internet.

He is by no means clever — he often gets rattled when challenged to any degree and scurries off to hit the ‘block’ button even though it was he who initiated contact. It all depends on how much alcohol or pot is in his system or whether or not the methamphetamine he has smoked was of a high enough grade. All in all, his entire act is based on a war of attrition, or who will blink first.

The best response to Forster is to block him. You are not dealing with an intellect, but a lummox whose cerebral deadness serves him well in his abusive trespasses onto the accounts of others. The nature of the world he supposedly abhors in the reckoning of his political opposition is exactly the one which he inhabits online: one where ideas must be singular, where the debate gets shut down, and where other human beings are objectified and reduced to caricatures.

Hardly a nationalist, patriot or anyone ‘rightist’ conservative has not had an uninvited excretion from the poster using the name Andrew Forster appearing in their messenger inbox. He is unbothered by any transgression of Facebook policy, about laws pertaining to electronic-devices and stalking, or even whether or not he comes across as a complete body snatcher.

His profiles list him as residing in Perth. In the past, we have had intelligence pinpointing him to a certain address, but we cannot be sure that information is accurate. We do have what we are assured are images of him. We share two of his Facebook profiles, which are queer things. He seems to have a fetish for the obscure matron of the 1990s British sitcom Keeping Up Appearances, Hyacinth Bucket. In others, he has cheesy personalities from bygone pop culture decorating his bizarre user profile. Likewise, when he wants to be tricky he uses the alias Andrew Forester (see what he did there, genius).

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Jame Gumb, stand aside, there is a new retro freak in town

UNA recently, through a lengthy operation, uncovered the address and information regarding the business practices of fake news journalist Luke McMahon. We have his residential address, and we know a lot about him now. We are in the process of uncovering even more information. The same will apply to Forster, who has made such a bore of himself we will coordinate with our people – and even those who aren’t nationalists – in West Australia to finally trace him to his lair. That will be a day he will wish had never come. Thanks to a major financial injection by a benefactor, we have resources that a year ago was not available to us.

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Well, it’s pretty obvious Andy is an X-Genner. Note how this profile he brilliantly moves around the letters of his alleged surname to create ‘Forester’. We suggest everyone inbox him and congratulate him on his cleverness. Or just keep reporting his bogus accounts

Firstly, we have to question whether or not Forster is his actual name, and true identity. It will be easy enough to ascertain, but for the sake of discussion, we suggest that it might very well be, given the arguments about identity and ego that we’ve laid out above. It is in the psychopathology of someone like Forster to seek credit for his deeds otherwise he would operate under ever-changing aliases such as Luke McMahon has done.

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Hip? Forster barely has a pelvis

It is also noteworthy that his profile appears on the friends’ list of lefty author John Birmingham, which might mean that Birmingham approves any old friend request, or else he is known to the man. Around 1990, when Birmingham contributed to Rolling Stone, he wrote an article about Jim Saleam and National Action that was a direct reflection of the lies being promulgated by disgraced Special Branch detective Neville Ireland; which would suggest that a relationship existed between the two. Jim Saleam complained and either a letter was published in Rolling Stone, or there was a retraction, but he cannot say for sure.

It is also noteworthy that his profile appears on the friends’ list of lefty author John Birmingham, which might mean that Birmingham approves any old friend request, or else he is known to the man.

In Birmingham’s book, Leviathan published around 2000, which is sold as “an electrifying epic history of the city of Sydney” reference was made to Jim Saleam and National Action and an incident involving an alleged theft from a woman by him and a man named Peter Coleman. The case was in dispute and when Jim Saleam confronted the publishers those extracts were subsequently expurgated from the paperback edition.

All in all, it appears that Birmingham, who models himself as a rebel, may very well have been a snitch operating with the corrupt authorities of the time.

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We are told this is a floor plan to Forster’s Perth home. The hydroponic chamber is listed as ‘BRM 2’

But returning to Andrew ‘J’ Forster, we are also informed that he might be lying about the ‘J’ initial in his name, as we are told his name is Andrew Robert Forster.

Whatever, the thing to do now with all his accounts, if you do not block them, is to inundate them until it becomes unviable for him to post any more of his scurrilous silliness. Troll the troll. Find him wherever he is and just let him have it. His accounts are most likely fake so there is little point in him crying to Facebook, and you can make all sorts of threats, and say any sick thing that comes into your head, because the police simply won’t do a damned thing about it and he is too compromised to make such a complaint anyhow. Go for it. He is a real petal; a total snowflake.

PETE SMITH, ARIANA KLEPAC, AND ANONYKATZ

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The most obvious eccentricity of those running Anonykatz is their obsession with felines. It goes beyond a simple shtick and into the realm of full-blown mania.

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Smith and Anthony Albanese: boy the air must’ve smelt bad when that shot was taken

Therefore when it turns out that noted anti-fascist, the mushy-bellied beer-quaffing Pete Smith and his equally chubby partner Ariana Klepac are the authors of two books classified as “humour” and which reflect an almost Egyptian worship of pussycats it seems a reasonable enough contention that these two are responsible for Anonykatz. At least, this is the theory being presented to us. Obviously, we cannot say definitively, but the circumstances certainly make it highly plausible.

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Awww, look at that, Pete’s a Labor man, which means he’s not a proper lefty at all. Slackbastard should stop talking to him

The pair has authored the books How to Get Ahead in Business with Office Cat, and The Cat-phabet: A Guide to our Furry Overlords — From A to Z. We do not recommend you buy these books unless for some reason Kleenex is in dire shortage. Given the level of wit expressed on what may or may not be their Facebook page, the quality of humour is obviously somewhere about the level of Bill Shorten after a few snorts of paint thinners.

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Mrs Anonykatz (allegedly), Ariana Klepac, whose public persona along with her partner is as an author of two naff cat books and who looks like she applies her lipstick with a paint roller

Klepac also notably wrote a book titled Stark Raving Mod about the Mod scene in Australia from the late 1970s to 1980s. The book is currently unavailable for purchase.

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The blurriness of Katz Palace (allegedly) in Balmain must be down to all the beers Pete drinks to try and make his missus look attractive. And vice versa. Ho ho… just a jolly jape, we are pretty sure both would nab first place in any swimsuit contest

What we DO know is that they both live in Balmain, or Toy World, as some wags refer to it, and if they do in fact control Anonykatz then their background could not be more perfect given the character of the suburb. However, if you want to Google their ‘publisher address’, which is Klepac’s residential & business address, you’ll encounter the extremely odd situation of finding their house blurred out on all Google Street View maps. We are not sure how, or why, one goes about getting their residence blurred out – especially when it is supplied by Google as a place of business – so we’ll just show you a blurry image of the joint which won’t mean much without an accompanying address so they can spare us any bullshit about litigation. As we say, it’s on Google anyway if you search Ariana Klepac. Both are authors which place them in the public domain and their works are therefore subject to fair comment, opinion, and literary criticism.

What also is justified editorial comment in the context of this article is Smith’s alleged connection to the convicted paedophile and former anti-fascist state informant, Alex Gollan. A former assistant principal at a Sydney school, Gollan led a double life as an anti-racist crusader, running a blog called Anti-Bogan at the WordPress site. Smith is implicated in having shared editorial responsibilities with the Gollan, who in 2016 was jailed for possession of child abuse material, released on bail, and the story sort of goes cold there. Perhaps his police handlers, long used to dealing with kiddy fiddlers, provided him with some sort of out clause. We’re sure to find out one way or another. Meanwhile, this does not cast Smith in a very convincing light as a social crusader.

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Convicted pedo Alex Gollan was allegedly an associate of Smith

So, folks, there you have it; these anti-fascists are literally a bunch of pussies, with the gayest being Andrew Forster and his psychosexual fixation with Hyacinth Bucket. Perhaps she reminds him of the mother he’s always wanted to get into the sack. Who knows with these sickos? Adieu.

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ROMPER STOMPER (2017) IS PURE HOLLYWOOD

ROMPER STOMPER (2017) IS PURE HOLLYWOOD

Those tuning into Stan’s sequel to the 1992 Australian film Romper Stomper expecting gritty realism will instead see a crime thriller.

Any pretence at social commentary is a cynical ploy by its creators to rope the general public into viewing a six-part action drama. The sequel is based ever so loosely, not just on its namesake, but on the reality it purports to represent. Whereas the original did offer social realism the update is just a shameless grab for ratings.

Trading off the controversy of the confrontations which occurred between so-called Patriots and Antifascist Action on the streets of Melbourne between 2015-16 Romper Stomper (2017) makes no effort to depict its subject earnestly. However, it will most likely be regarded as a documentary by globalist commentators despite the patently ‘high concept’ veneer of the production. Tim Soup will doubtless use it as the basis of one of his flat and censorious dissertations.

Rather than the diversity-minus-Islam of the Civic Patriots like United Patriots Front, who marched with Asians and shook hands with Africans at their rallies, the Patriot Blue of this latest incarnation are White Nationalists. This simple detail alone propels it way outside of the gravitational pull of authenticity (remember how Ralph Cerminara et al went out of their way to drive off ‘the Nazis’ from their street theatre?).

The unreality of the series is evident from the opening sequence where Patriot Blue has crashed the entrance to a Halal Festival with a pig on a spit. After Blake, the group’s leader (Lachy Hulme) — who bears a conspicuous resemblance to the UPF’s Blair Cottrell — harangues the festival goers a contingent of black-bloc Antifasc (based on Antifascist Action, or Antifa) arrives tooled-up to ambush the Patriots.

Any pretence at social commentary is a cynical ploy by its creators to rope the general public into viewing a six-part action drama.

In the ensuing brouhaha weaklings with the combined strength of a stuffed toy overpower hardened Patriots. This is, putting it mildly, highly unlikely. Antifa mostly attacked stragglers and old women carrying flags in groups of five and six. Moreover, there was seldom any rally where the police presence did not outnumber those protesters and counter-protesters. The pigs almost immediately nixed any unruliness.

Two of the key protagonists are introduced, Stix (Kad Hartcher) and Kane (Toby Wallace). The latter, it is revealed, is Hando’s son. Later, we discover he isn’t. But at this time the two are welcomed as heroes as they salvage Patriot Blue from the awful ambush by what appear to be emo kids amped on energy drinks.

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The Blair character is not-so-Blair as you think. But he does occasionally blare unlikely WN maxims through a loud hailer

A bloodied Blake invites the pair back to his place for a drink. While there, Blake wails on a henchman for revealing the rally’s location. We learned that Kane and Stix have left the army and are looking for work. Blake and his wife Zoe (Sophie Lowe), who seems an unlikely companion at half his age and hot to boot run a ‘recycling’ business, which must be fruitful since he shares a $15k bottle of Scotch with the pair. Blake offers them work.

The cops turn up to arrest Blake for “obstruction” leaving Kane and Stix alone with the pretty missus. Kane immediately makes a move and right here is one of the signature dramatic problems with the show: apart from the schlocky acting, the story’s timing is inappropriate. As if you would be sipping the leader’s top plonk while fondling his woman’s hair all in the space of an hour of entering his home.

The original Romper Stomper had plausible graduations of sequences but so much is stuffed into the unfolding plot that its pace comes to resemble any contemporary action movie involving Mark Wahlberg.

Rather than the diversity-minus-Islam of the Civic Patriots like United Patriots Front, who marched with Asians and shook hands with Africans at their rallies, the Patriot Blue of this latest incarnation are White Nationalists.

The writers disingenuously try to squeeze social relevance out of the characters while accentuating the politically correct constituents of the story. For instance, back at the Halal Festival, a young Moslem girl is supposedly bashed by Patriots. In the entirety of every rally held there was probably about 20 Moslems who showed up but that would not be sexy for the kind of audience Stan is looking for.

So we have a gratuitous act of cowardly violence against a Moslem girl that would never have happened no matter how high spirits ran at a rally. The producers overlooked how self-conscious about public approval the United Patriots Front were, which was acute to the point of cucking them into non-existence. But this was never about the Patriot Movement. And the ‘victimhood’ narrative of Moslems is now well underway.

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Jago (C) and Blake (R) stick it to ‘forthright educated Moslem’ Laila (L)

Interviewed by a news crew in the aftermath of the attack on her sister, Laila (Nicole Chamoun), an “educated forthright Arab”, becomes a hero of the Antifasc. She also falls into the sights of Jago (David Wenham), the homosexual right-wing TV commentator loosely styled on Alan Jones, who has his eye on Kane. He and his Asian assistant (yes, there is more than one ironic device employed in the sequel) hoodwink her into coming on his show. Shocked to find Blake is also a guest, she reels as the pair demolish her on-air.

Meanwhile, Antifasc is reviewing video footage of the rally to identify the unknowns. This is an accurate portion of the show because as we know the craven polyps of the real Antifa occupy themselves in exactly this fashion. Here too is another disturbing accuracy. We encounter the mysterious McKew (Syd Zyglier).

McKew is the anonymous source behind The Slacker’s Guide to Fascists which is a blatant reference to Slackbastard. We even find out that ‘the Slacker’ is a university professor which confirms our contention professor Rob Sparrow of Monash University is one of the originators of Slackbastard. This also raises questions about how au fait with Slackbastard the media truly is as this is by no means a coincidence. The only other conclusion to draw would be that the writers of the show sourced their material from us.

The original Romper Stomper had logical graduations of sequences but here so much is stuffed into the unfolding plot that its pace resembles any contemporary action movie involving Mark Wahlberg.

As the show unfolds, the Slacker turns out to be an arsehole, which is the only time the show touches on fact.

The Slacker, as with the true life Slackbastard, manipulates the Antifasc to do his bidding. Thus the heroic and idealistic Laila is drawn into the world of Antifasc which will ultimately spell her doom. Here too we encounter Petra (Lily Sullivan), one of the show’s female powerhouse trio, and a senior Antifasc figure. The third ‘forthright female’ is the oddest one of all to explain in terms of the storyline.

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Zoe, Blake’s Missus, is seldom without a glass of vino

Kane has a little foster sister named Cindi who breaks out of a girl’s home after a visit from her surrogate brother. Cindi is cunningly installed with Antifasc whom she encounters while on the lam and hungry. Heading to a soup kitchen she meets up with two of the Antifasc barnacles and thence returns on Kane’s instruction to join the fold without much vetting.

This is another dodgy bit of plot since supposedly on the run from authorities it is remarkable that no effort is made to apprehend her nor is she recognised by any member of the public. She also seems to achieve the impossible, getting by without any scratch to cover her living costs. Antifasc must be better funded than we’d imagined.

It is between Kane, Zoe, Jago and two reprises from the original movie, Cackles (Dan Whyllie) and Magoo (John Brumpton), that the story heads to its propagandistic conclusion. However, along the way are other characters, some of which play integral roles, others serve to underscore the message Australians are fundamentally racist.

As the show unfolds, the Slacker turns out to be an arsehole, which is the only time the show touches on fact.

We meet an Arab Mixed Martial Arts fighter named Malik (Jamie Abdallah) who is disgusted with Laila’s brother Farid (Julian Maroun) for being beaten by the Patriots. While out with his Arab mates, he belts a truck driver defending the honour of his female partner who’s being crudely ogled by one of his passengers. Defending himself, Malik’s skills come to the fore. He drops the driver who cracks his head and nearly dies. The thoughtful Moslem seeks solace in prayer. The viewer is left to regard the Aussie as a victim of his own racism and hubris. The wisdom is only to be had in the mosque listening to the Imam with whom Malik confers.

Then there is the moral ambiguity of the Africans who are sent packing from a late-night convenience store by Kane’s Patriot Blue Night Patrol. The two gangster-rap gun-toting blacks tell the ‘White boys’ “These are our streets”. Chased off, they afterwards end up kidnapping Noddy (Sam Parsonson) and torturing him before dumping him at Blake’s place. While Noddy is bound and gagged the writers allow the APEX ringleader to lecture him with a parable of a “lost little sheep”. In actuality the black is the voice of globalism and Noddy, the lost sheep, represents any Australian who would vainly stand up to him. There is no resolution for this sadistic act (events intervene) that is well-deserving of Patriot retribution. Hate begets hate appears to be the lesson. What’s more, the Night Patrol itself requires comment since we have heard much about Patriot groups proposing such action, but nothing we see has ever been reported, such as Moslems being bashed, and an Ice lab turned over. It is all a big ‘what if’.

Into the mix comes a detective named Marco (Jeremy Lindsay Taylor), who happens to be “handling” Blake. This is an interesting theme seeing as how we have Neil Erikson who just about everybody knows is, or was prior to his recent charges, most definitely being handled. We know too that UPF members had been approached by ASIO. But apart from operating the Patriot Blue leader, Marco is also cheating on his missus by rooting Kane’s estranged millionaire mum, Gabe (Jacqueline McKenzie); another character from the original movie who basically does nothing. Well, she does do something, at the very end she tells Kane that Hando is not his father but rather his grandfather, her father, Martin — who regularly abused her and is seen in the show dying of dementia — sired the prodigal Patriot. Not that we told you that, readers. To do so would be a spoiler, which would require an alert.

We won’t spoil things either by  letting slip that Kane ends up killing Blake when the Patriots visit Magoo’s country hideaway which is a veritable armoury of WW2 weapons and Nazi paraphernalia. Blake is both jealous and suss of his young protege and puts him through a test warning him to stay away from Zoe. He gets about two minutes of gloat time when he passes before a seemingly pacified Kane pushes him down an escarpment. But revealing such would only ruin things for when he shacks up with Blake’s Jesus freak missus (Blake could not get it up due to the ‘roids’) who sees Kane as a Christlike figure come to save Australia. Nor will we reveal how the wily Cackles, who owns a white goods business (get it), had all along recruited Kane and Stix to take over Patriot Blue and usurp Blake. And there is no way in hell we’ll tell you about the inspiring scene where the Patriots annihilate Antifasc on a Melbourne beach while they hold a solemn ceremony with Blake’s ashes.

Furthermore, while not spilling  spoilers such as the above we shan’t mention the bullshit ironic device number two which has Magoo meeting with his Asian daughter, who he is ripped apart at not being able to be with. Now that would truly have been a righteous portrayal of a Civic Patriot.

Our lips are also sealed as to how the whole thing ends with Magoo talking his way into an event with a pro-multiculturalism politician and blowing up the two Antifasc, Kane’s sister, and countless others with a bomb jacket created by Cackles, the real power behind it all. No, because, that would be a prick act and our name isn’t Slackbastard. But we will say this, the whole thing is just tawdry entertainment created with the knowledge it will be blindly accepted as cutting-edge real-life drama. The globalist instruction is pungent and the audacity strong: to depict an Aussie as a terrorist bomber while the Moslems are the level-headed copers.

As Nationalists, we must condemn the series on about a thousand levels, but one really stuck in our craw and that is the depiction of these rock ape Patriots as White Nationalists. Back in 2015, we suffered badly trying to help the Patriots. They were thankless, they took what they wanted, and they threw us under a bus. We have never forgotten and those now claiming to be pruned from the same Nationalist branch as ours have never apologised for it either.

It is irksome to hear Blake spouting WN maxims, and reciting Henry Lawson. Lawson is a Nationalist hero and we’re pretty sure 99.9% of those original Patriots have never heard of him. They would be much more likely to quote Milo Yiannopoulos.

What is really sick though is the creation in the public’s mind that terrorism is where Nationalist politics is inevitably destined to end up. The Antifasc in the show is treated more sympathetically with their destructive acts simply shown to be well-meaning blunders. We have had those pass through our movement who have attempted to draw Australians into criminal acts, such as Squadron 88’s New Zealander leader. But this is not how we roll. To be depicted in this light shows either very poor research or very conscious design and we feel it’s the latter. Additionally, Facebook Patriots should receive royalties since the show is mostly written from their online interactions.

Like John Safran, it seems everyone made money out of the Patriot Movement except those who were in it (with the exception of notable scam artists who know who they are). This is just another cash-in on something which has been and passed. Moreover, if you pay to see it, you are giving Fairfax money, as they happen to own Stan. They are also behind all the defamatory attacks upon our people.

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Hmm, the media knows all about Slackbastard. And judging by the portrayal of his character they know he’s a bitch

 

ARROGANCE BEGAT INSECURITY: A REPLY TO DR TIM SOUTPHOMMASANE

ARROGANCE BEGAT INSECURITY: A REPLY TO DR TIM SOUTPHOMMASANE

Australia’s Race Discrimination Commissioner Dr Tim Soutphommasane is not only an overpaid and under-talented diversity hire, he is also a weaver of bad fiction in support of his own, self-serving hoax narrative.

For a recent column in the Fairfax press, Dr Tim has cobbled together an extraordinary tale framing 2017 as a year which saw rising support for White supremacy, the mainstreaming of anti-immigrant politics and a resurgence of Neo-Nazism.

Yes, comrades, this painful screed is every bit as ridiculous as it sounds; if one-tenth of the commissioner’s mantra of rote-learned talking points bore any relationship to the real world then cosmopolitan, capitalist run Australia would be in serious trouble.

In the time-honoured Anti-Racist fashion, the commissioner seems to have written a list of everyone he hates, or who disagrees with the goals of globalist capitalism on his boardroom wall and wired together a schizophrenic narrative with push-pins and string, like some sweaty stalker out of a Hollywood movie.

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Dr Tim attempting to absorb credibility through the armpit of celebrity activist Adam Goodes

Little of it makes sense to anyone who knows what they are looking at, Dr Tim writes of “Right-Wing Nationalism” as if it is an authentic political tendency; the reality is, of course, that few if any “Right Wingers” approve of the radical Nationalist program, preferring instead their attachments to Zionism and a version of multiculturalism which excludes Islam and Muslims.

This pig-headed refusal by Tim and his broader academic caste to look beyond the outdated binary view of politics has already made them into figures of fun; if there is an ascendant “Right Wing Nationalism” then according to that rigid worldview there must also be left and centrist versions, sadly for these blockheads no such tendencies exist.

In the time honoured Anti-Racist fashion the commissioner seems to have written a list of everyone he hates, or who disagrees with the goals of globalist capitalism on his boardroom wall and wired together a schizophrenic narrative with push-pins and string, like some sweaty stalker out of a Hollywood movie.

There are Right Wingers and Left Wingers along the mainstream political axis who all enthusiastically support the globalist capitalist programme of mobile Third World populations, totalitarian humanist equality for all and the replacement of the citizen with the atomised, unquestioning, apolitical consumer who is ruled by oligarchs and their bourgeoisie.

Nationalism, as we practice it is neither left nor right, what it truly represents is secession from cosmopolitanism, a rejection of the binary worldview with all its rigid conformity and ever-thickening tangle of artificial social mores and pedantic restrictions upon the liberty of the working classes.

Dr Tim wilfully misrepresents recent events in Europe and North America in his attempt to lull his readers into believing that, say, the mass actions surrounding Polish independence day, the electoral success of AFD in Germany and the ill-fated Unite The Right rallies in the U.S.A are all part of some global trend toward a resurgent White supremacy.

Again, real Nationalists would have none of this since we reject outright the mindset which allows one to believe that the world is now integrated to the degree that universal White unity is a realistic possibility; universal ideals such as this do not enter the heads of radicals, this is the mindset of the globalists or the religious nuts, Islamic Jihadists being the obvious example.

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Muslims in Sydney demanding that they are taken seriously by the chattering classes

This brings us to another dodgy connection in Tim’s web of untruths: Why would the people he labels conservatives, anti Semites or neo-Nazis have such a problem with Islam?

On the face of it Right Wing Islamophobia makes no sense, there is no logical explanation as to why one group of socially conservative people should be hostile to another group holding basically identical views, that is until one listens to what the right wingers are actually saying.

The natural reaction of the upper classes, of which Tim Soutphommasane is most decidedly a member, is to scoff and roll their eyes at any utterance by the “little people”; the problem, though, in assuming that their class holds the correct values and opinions on all matters is that these twits render themselves unable to take seriously anything which exists outside their bubble of self-satisfied political correctness.

On the face of it Right Wing Islamophobia makes no sense, there is no logical explanation as to why one group of socially conservative people should be hostile to another group holding basically identical views, that is until one listens to what the right wingers are actually saying.

The Right Wingers, on the other hand, take both cosmopolitanism and Islam completely seriously, probably more so than many Muslims and the faults they find with that way of life are all, basically, to do with its perceived negative effects upon multiculturalism, women’s rights, homosexual rights and the interests of Jews and Israel.

Dr Tim mentions in his article Milo Yiannopoulis, the homosexual, Jewish, Libertarian provocateur who is married to a black man; Tim is seemingly agog at the popularity of such a character in this day and age, however seen in its proper context Milo’s stage show is pure multicultural theatre, he is a perfect poster boy for the Right Wing because he embodies all that they hold dear and all that the upper classes lay claim to but, in their cynicism, neglect.

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Milo “The Dangerous Faggot” is not literally Hitler, he is more like the Dick Emery of globalist culture

The Islamic Jihad in the West is explicitly aimed at smashing social cohesion in multicultural societies by attacking its constituent parts,. The Right Wingers are one hundred percent correct on that score. Anyone who is capable of thinking tactically appreciates the structural weaknesses in cosmopolitanism, not to mention the studied indifference to this holy war among the upper classes, the politicians and the bourgeoisie.

This inability to think like one’s enemy by the people supposedly in charge leaves a cosmopolitan society wide open to subversion and the shock tactics of terrorists. If anything has become normalised in 2017 it is not “racism” as alleged by Dr Tim, rather it is this blasé attitude toward Islamic Jihad and its stated goals, which are the complete destruction of the multicultural West and the subjugation of its peoples by Muslims.

Further to his ballyhoo over the “Far Right” Soutphommasane also dramatically plays up the Neo-Nazi menace, albeit without specifically identifying anyone who openly admits to holding such opinions. We suspect this is because, like most people of his station his view of the new Nazis is likely informed by email circulars penned by Andre Oboler and the Jewish Board Of Deputies, so, therefore, we can assume that he knows nothing much about Nazis, either historical or contemporary.

Let us be blunt, Tim Soutphommasane is in trouble, if certain illiberal elements within the mainstream political scene have their way he and his fellow commissioners at HREOC will soon be out of a job, so he has to come up with something, anything really, to justify his three hundred thousand dollar a year salary.

The role most of the Neo-Nazis, as we have exhaustively explained in several articles is to stifle any dissent against globalist cosmopolitanism — to snuff out any spark of national feeling among Whites by tainting groups and individuals in guilt by association stings. True, some of these characters are motivated by the prospect of looting the money that organised political groups or clubs can raise, but in the main, they are wreckers under the direction of mainstream operatives.

Neo-Nazism, in contrast to Tim’s thesis, is actually the nemesis of White Nationalism and self-determination. It is chauvinistic within the context of White Australia since it attempts to apply phoney Third Reich racial categories to the White Australian ethnicity, something which, given our history on this continent, can never be accepted by true patriots.

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The Neo-Nazi cuts a lonely figure at Unite The Right in Charlottesville

Dr Tim is peddling a load of horse manure. He is cobbling together a narrative of White supremacy and rising neo-Nazism to shore up his own precarious position as a globalist bureaucrat. If it all smacks of desperation it must be because Tim is, these days, a desperate man at the top tier of a widely hated bureaucracy.

Let us be blunt, Tim Soutphommasane is in trouble. Should certain illiberal elements within the mainstream political scene have their way he and his fellow commissioners at HREOC will soon be out of a job. He has to come up with something, anything really, to justify his three hundred thousand dollar a year salary.

Human rights are under attack by the minions of globalist capitalism; the idea is to roll back the legal protections available to citizens in the name of progress so that the transnational corporations can further embed themselves in the day to day life of working people.

Dr Tim is simply being made redundant by his real bosses. Maybe if he had done his job and protected the human rights of all Australians, rather than cultivating his reputation for arrogance, race-baiting and attacking the White majority, then he might have left his post in good standing and at a time of his choosing. As it stands though, he will probably be fired. His unpronounceable name will live on in infamy as just another haughty bureaucrat who got too big for his boots.

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Pride comes before a fall, arrogant public servants in this country quickly grow into tall poppies, ripe for a hard pruning

EXIT HOMOPHOBIA, ENTER HETEROPHOBIA: “SODOM” VOTERS PROVE DEMOCRACY IS EVIL

EXIT HOMOPHOBIA, ENTER HETEROPHOBIA: “SODOM” VOTERS PROVE DEMOCRACY IS EVIL

Scrawled in pink chalk on a Sydney pathway in the wake of today’s vote on the Sodom Law were two words, “Love Wins.”

This is a propagandistic slogan if ever there was one. We should know since we’ve come up with enough of our own.

Once you’ve understood the slogan’s referential function, deduced its expressive function, surmised its conative function, fathomed its phatic function and flipped by its contextual function you’ll realise what the slogan would properly mean separated from the sentimentality of its addresser is that “institutionalized love wins”. Once you’ve dealt with that dialectic you should be free enough from the propaganda to deduce that this has nothing to do with ‘love’.

Love doesn’t require the formal acknowledgement of an institution to prosper and in fact, it is more likely to stifle and suppress that love.

Moreover, you must grapple with the logic of tearing down the pillars of an institution to institutionalise that which the former pillars existed to ensure did not endanger the institution that was in place to safeguard against what the new institution formally validates. Meaning, there was, beyond what the Cultural Marxists who voted Yes perceive, more to the institution of marriage than “love”. Indeed, it was a social contract beyond enshrining the rights of deviant minorities into law.

But before we use the word deviant we must now readdress the contextual relevance of that word since deviancy can only really be determined by the majority of society and policed by its agents of social control, such as the media, lawmakers, academics, politicians, Waleed Aly and so forth.

Even here we have a problem since the degenerate homos who have won this “right” to smash apart a sacred pact between a man and a woman are not of themselves in the majority but the reverse. It is their agents who are in the majority.

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Consider this when putting shekels in the coffers of these corporations who have forced upon us the reign of everything abominable to a healthy society

For that matter, the vote only passed by a rabbit’s dick of 7% with some Labor electorates like ‘Calwell’ in Victoria, named after our Nationalist Aussie hero Arthur Calwell, doing us proud by voting No. Now it is down to the traitor political class to pass this bullshit law and applaud themselves for having totally fucked everything that this country once stood for. It is now in the hands of the banks, corporations, and the hedonistic consumers who keep their share portfolios fattening with profit. This same-sex marriage vote was, after all, pushed heavily by media and the corporations.

Anyway, having digressed for a moment, we have ascertained that the majority has granted the minority an unequal representation among the majority. If we tie that back to what social science once understood about deviancy we now have anyone from the former institution who is strident enough to hold firm to their beliefs cast on the outside of what society now upholds to be ‘normal’. The respectable is now the outsider and the deviant is the pillar of this brave new society.

Since we’re talking about institutions, it seems fair to acknowledge that garbage from the baby boomer generation who trampled this filth into our lives — who inculcated these Cultural Marxist codes into the heads of our youth via the institutions they took over — were the ones who loathed the very concept of the institution of marriage. Their lot burned their bras and jockstraps and went in for “free love” and threw things at Servicemen returning from the horrors of America’s doomed war in Vietnam.

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This is an SJW two-fer deal, yet get the dyke White woman with the black dyke and they may adopt a White male baby and kill it

Yet, here are the fruits of their decades of campaigning — they have killed the social and religious premise of marriage. They have redefined it and in doing so have set in motion an entire wheel of social changes that will exclude, criminalise, and disadvantage all of those whose ideological and religious convictions now place them as an “other”.

The despised “cisgender” White male; the devout Christian; the fervent social conservative are all now outside of that societal approval and therefore beyond the gates of the institution which ironically once upon a time they were the most ardent advocates for.

Any parent who doesn’t wish their child to be taught the finer points of buggery by a genderless freak reared in the social laboratory of modern society will be demonised, ostracised, and — if they aren’t just patronisingly dismissed as absurdly quaint — used as an example of that which is abhorrent to this newfangled society based on repudiated gender and opposition to the fundamentals of nature. Any Christian who refuses to accommodate a reception or conduct a marriage between freakish gender-confused parties will be sued, vilified, hounded, doxed, and probably beaten up by roaming squadrons of Nazi Dykes, Faggots, and Transgender Chemical commandos.

It will be ironic to see how they must now shuffle their hierarchy of victimhood to accommodate the obvious dissension of devout Moslems, which are still currently a protected species in the Social Justice Warrior red book.

Now they need another cause; now they’ve run out of steam there is another minority group whose interests must usurp that of the majority until there is nothing left but until the day invading armies of Chinese soldiers paint the walls with their soft, squishy, fucked-up, chemically-altered brains.

Yes, folks, we are on the road to being a PC Police State, just like England.

EDIT: After we went to press with this item out came the images from the unscheduled orgy at Hyde Park where fairies, fags, dykes, princesses, lady boys, he-girls and every kind of pervert combo imagined in this age of decadence, got straight down to exposing themselves and cavorting in a manner that would, in saner countries, have them all shot.

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A bizarre dyke with hairy legs, hairy armpits struts half-nude (blarrggggh) in a major Sydney park because that’s what the world will be like now that the Yes vote got through by a whisker.
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Broad daylight and the green-light signals for the degenerate exhibitionists. That’s nothing, but, wait till you see the latest dog-collars, leashes and leatherwear for next year’s Back to School uniforms!

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THE MAN WITH THE IRON HEART AND NO PERSONALITY

THE MAN WITH THE IRON HEART AND NO PERSONALITY

The new film from French director Cédric Jiminez (The Connection, Aux Yeux De Tous) represents nothing but a series of opportunities to tell an interesting story which has been squandered through equivocation in narrative and a lack of detail in its script.

The Man With The Iron Heart, abbreviated to HHhH, has so many problems it is hard to know where to start; it is poorly edited, the nominally stellar cast is restrained by hamfisted writing and poor character development and it is difficult to discern what point, if any, the writer-director is trying to make.

The story centres on the 1942 assassination, in Prague, of SS General Reinhard Heydrich. We are given some snapshots of his former life as a Navy officer, his rise through the ranks of the NSDAP, and his ascension to the top echelons of the National Socialist hierarchy.

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Jason Clarke and Rosamund Pike as Reinhard and Lina Heydrich: a strong woman and her unfathomable blob of a husband

This series of badly constructed jump cuts, flashbacks and flashes forward, introduces Jason Clarke as Heydrich, Rosamund Pike as his wife Lina, and the always excellent Stephen Graham as an eerily realistic Heinrich Himmler.

The trouble with this opening sequence, however, is that the writers assume that the viewer already knows who the characters are, the timeline of NSDAP history, and the events which led up to Hitler’s ascension to power in 1933; we are confident that the average moviegoer would have no idea where, say, Ernst Röhm or Heinrich Müller fit into the story

The Man With The Iron Heart, abbreviated to HHhH, has so many problems it is hard to know where to start; it is poorly edited, the nominally stellar cast is restrained by hamfisted writing and poor character development and it is difficult to discern what point, if any, the writer-director is trying to make.

Röhm and Müller appear as pop-up characters for mere seconds of screentime in HHhH, Hitler is absent altogether and highly significant events, such as the “Night Of The Long Knives” are glossed over in a way which might leave the average punter scratching his head in confusion over what he had just watched.

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The Czech resistance also suffers at the hands of director Jiminez

Clarke’s Heydrich comes across as a flat, even passive character; he is sometimes annoyed, sometimes explosively violent but he never has anything really profound or interesting to say.

We would assume that the writers were aiming for a steely, near psychopathic aura for the character, but the result is a dull and listless cartoon of a man whose personal motivations and deeper thoughts are never made clear.

Moreover, Jiminez plays it so safe with his “Holocaust” narrative that he almost strays into the area of heresy by the omission of pertinent details of the (((official))) WW2 story.

The repression of Czech resistance, the police actions and mass killings carried out by Heydrich’s SS units are, remarkably, even turned into boring vignettes in HHhH; to anyone familiar with the real story the film goes close to exculpating senior NS officials by effectively cutting them out of the picture.

Clarke’s Heydrich comes across as a flat, even passive character; he is sometimes annoyed, sometimes explosively violent but he never has anything really profound or interesting to say

You see, in opposition to the mainstream, Hollywood inspired story of the Holocaust there is a school of thought which puts forth the idea that the Final Solution was a criminal conspiracy carried out by elements within the SS in pursuit of their own objectives; that the true magnitude of the mass killings and ethnic cleansing was deliberately kept from Hitler and his inner circle.

By omitting Hitler from the film the director has, perhaps unwittingly, veered into forbidden territory. If the viewer is paying attention, he could easily form the impression that Heydrich really was the sole architect of the planned destruction of native Czech culture and the liquidation of ethnic minorities within his area of responsibility.

The second half of the film is utterly forgettable in spite of the introduction of some fine actors into the cast; Mia Wasikowska, Jack Raynor and Jack O’Connell form the nexus of the Czech resistance plotline but that too falls flat and fails to make an impact on the viewer, there is simply not enough meat on the bones of the characters for the script to be effective.

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Jamie Dornan and Cillian Murphy in Anthropoid, fine actors who were clearly given good direction and a first-rate script by Sean Ellis

In contrast to HHhH we recommend the excellent film Anthropoid. The 2016 feature directed by Sean Ellis examines in detail the actual plot to assassinate Heydrich which was led by resistance fighters and British trained Czech special forces soldiers Jan Kubis and Josef Gabcíc.

Jamie Dornan and Cillian Murphy are altogether more convincing as Kubis and Gabcíc, their operation, codenamed Anthropoid, takes place amid a far more fraught atmosphere, a vision of Prague riddled with collaborators, cowardly resistance turncoats and Gestapo spies.

By omitting Hitler from the film the director has, perhaps unwittingly, veered into forbidden territory, if the viewer is paying attention he could easily form the impression that Heydrich really was the sole architect of the planned destruction of native Czech culture and the liquidation of ethnic minorities within his area of responsibility.

The supporting cast, though lacking the big names of HHhH are equally impressive; Charlotte Le Bon and Anna Geislerova acquit themselves well in their roles as resistance sympathisers Marie and Lenka, who sacrifice everything they hold dear to free their country.

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Young love was thought the perfect cover in a city brimming with spies and collaborators

Due to superior writing, it is what is said in Anthropoid, as opposed to what is explicitly shown, but poorly explained in HHhH that drives home to the viewer the horrors inflicted upon the people of Czechoslovakia by the National Socialists.

The impact of the SS reprisals against those who aided Heydrich’s assassins as depicted in the former film is far more dramatic than in the latter simply because by the climax of the film one has begun to sympathise with the characters in Anthropoid, due to their being more well rounded and the actors working from a better-prepared script.

In the end, HHhH is a badly made Holocaust drama which fails to land any of its punches due to the limitations of that genre, even though it does appear, to the trained eye at least, to bend that tiresome narrative to some extent.

Anthropoid, on the other hand, is a film Australian Nationalists may relate to, being as it is a depiction of where true patriots can be taken in their fight for a free country; it shows in graphic detail the sacrifices required of resistance fighters in a struggle against a tyrannical colonial power bent on crushing the native society.

There is much in the story of Kubis and Gabcíc and the wider European resistance movements against National Socialist and, later, Soviet imperialism which should inspire Nationalists everywhere, Anthropoid, as an entertaining piece of popular culture is a good place to start.

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Alena Mihulová, playing the heroic Mrs Moravec, who faces the Gestapo as the reprisal raids begin

BOURGEOIS PERVERSIONS AND THE TRAP OF GLOBAL EQUALITY

BOURGEOIS PERVERSIONS AND THE TRAP OF GLOBAL EQUALITY

If there is one demographic, or social stratum, which regularly draws the ire of UNA bloggers it is the waffling bourgeoisie and their nominally empty-headed offspring, who sound off like a battery of howitzers every time an issue of so-called “social justice” is inserted into public discourse.

Take young Frances Abbott, the middle child of Tony and Margie, who, channelling Mary Bennet, the middle sister in Jane Austen’s Pride And Prejudice, felt moved to put forth a Vlog on matters of love, romance and tier-one Lesbianism in support of same-sex marriage.

Quoting the experience of her aunt, Christine Forster, who is a middle-aged homosexual convert, Frances declared that people “cannot help who they fall in love with” and that “love is unexpected”.

Just in case it is not already painfully obvious, to form such opinions Frances Abbott must have led a sheltered life, as have the multitude of other nitwits peddling the “Love Is Love” message in order to guilt-trip voters into supporting SSM.

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Bourgeois Bikini Babe Frances Abbott: all brawn, little brains

If homosexual relationships are based on love then it is clearly a completely different form of bond to opposite-sex unions; in which, as lifelong spinster Jane Austen herself observed, there are much more considerations than “love” to be taken into account when making a match.

In its most basic, and most commonly understood form the pair-bond between man and woman is based on a partnership to take on the challenges of the world together and raise children, if they are lucky the spouses will get along well and, in time, come to love each other.

Just in case it is not already painfully obvious, to form such opinions Frances Abbott must have led a sheltered life, as have the multitude of other nitwits peddling the “Love Is Love” message in order to guilt-trip voters into supporting SSM.

In most cases in which men and women marry for love, the unions quickly fall apart as the realisation hits home that such a marriage is lacking in substance, has no direction and no real reason to exist aside from the vanity, or unrealistic expectations of the spouses.

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The Bennet sisters scan the horizon for well-endowed suitors

Of course we understand the reasoning behind the patter which upper-class twits such as Ms Abbott have been trained to parrot, we can never, ever describe homosexuality as a choice, nor credit homosexuals with the agency to make their own decisions; rather, according to Globalist social convention, they are subjects whose vital nature is simply something which has “occurred”.

Here we find another point of difference, which also gives the lie to the calls for absolute equality for all: heterosexuality is very much a choice, yet we are taught to believe that homosexuality is something which “just happens”.

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Guess which other global capitalist side project also poo-poohs the idea of free will?

Everyone over the age of consent has a choice in the matter of whether they engage with other people in sexual behaviour, or not; we all make that decision at some stage in our lives and even falling in love is a series of conscious steps and adjustments to our own lives by which we accommodate a partner.

If homosexuals are not going through these processes and are subject to the whims of some deity, or hidden forces in the universe then equality will remain a distant dream, regardless of the outcome of the postal survey and subsequent parliamentary vote.

Everyone over the age of consent has a choice in the matter of whether they engage with other people in sexual behaviour, or not; we all make that decision at some stage in our lives and even falling in love is a series of conscious steps and adjustments to our own lives by which we accommodate a partner.

Of course, we know full well why this meme has been propagated, that in fact most people who begin their intimate lives in the homosexual world are actually deprived of choice by virtue of, in the main, having been seduced and manipulated into that lifestyle by self-serving adults while in their early teens.

This detail, however, is beyond the scope of our discussion and, as we have stated before, we simply do not care enough about homosexuals, their tiny queer sub-culture or their struggles against normal society to develop an in-depth critique of them as people.

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Omar Mateen was homosexual and Muslim, obviously  the Pulse nightclub outrage “just happened”

As ever, we at UNA are interested in the bigger picture and the picture of Globalist equality, that synthesis of second-generation Communism and multinational corporate hegemony, has come into sharp relief during the SSM debate; the man behind the curtain pulling the levers has been revealed.

It should fairly clear to all that globalist capitalists have something to gain from watering down the concept of free choice in the masses, that people who see themselves as subjects living under a doctrine of equality laid down by the bosses are more likely to be passive consumers than political agitators or dissident thinkers.

It should fairly clear to all that globalist capitalists have something to gain from watering down the concept of free choice in the masses, that people who see themselves as subjects living under a doctrine of equality laid down by the bosses are more likely to be passive consumers than political agitators or dissident thinkers.

“Things just happen” only to subjects, rather than workers in charge of their own fate; subjects are drafted into the military against their will, they are unfairly taxed, sold shoddy goods, given poor quality housing, or arbitrarily arrested and jailed; this is why most forms of monarchy, dictatorship and theocracy have such a bad reputation.

What “Love Is Love” in its proper context, globalist cosmopolitanism, ultimately boils down to is that we are all no greater or more able to master our own destiny than that young child whose choices are limited by the actions of the adults around them; that we are apt to just fall into situations and that it is advisable simply to go with the flow rather than resist or seek our own autonomy.

 

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Agents act, subjects are acted upon, inshallah

 

CTRL-LEFT ICONOCLASM IS PETTY AND DERIVATIVE

CTRL-LEFT ICONOCLASM IS PETTY AND DERIVATIVE

As the culture wars rage on, the Sydneyside Left have now outdone themselves in terms of boneheaded, historically illiterate dummy spitting.

The cretins have made a moonlight, anti-Australia Day graffiti raid upon several statues of historical significance, yet, simpletons that they are, they have managed to tag the wrong naval captain, the wrong colonial governor and the wrong monarch.

James Cook, what is more, made only short visits to Terra Australis, Lachlan Macquarie went home to London once his tenure was up and Queen Victoria, as far as anyone knows, never set foot upon her antipodean colony, none of them has any direct link to January 26, 1788.

Even more astonishing is the fact that all three were generally well disposed toward the native inhabitants of this new world, after the fashion of their time; Queen Victoria, in particular, was well regarded by her indigenous subjects, many of whom saw the monarchy as a mechanism of appeal against their treatment by often tyrannical colonial bureaucrats.

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The suspected Hyde Park vandal and his handiwork

Macquarie was even something of a progressive on race relations when he arrived in Sydney in 1810, in our time he would be regarded as a “social justice warrior” and reformer, no administrator is perfect but he was one of the good guys, all things considered.

Of course the picture formed of the monarch by naive Aborigines desperate for the intervention of a greater power to alleviate their poverty and perceived ill treatment was probably wide of the mark, it nevertheless remained a part of their post-colonial folklore until the rise of the currently fashionable, revisionist stream of Australian historical story telling in the early 1970’s.

The cretins have made a moonlight, anti-Australia Day graffiti raid upon several statues of historical significance, yet, simpletons that they are, they have managed to tag the wrong naval captain, the wrong colonial governor and the wrong monarch.

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A photo taken in 1938: Protesting Australia Day is not a new idea, you just didn’t see many Whites doing it back then

We would like to point out that this current fancy for iconoclasm among the Ctrl-Left is but another piece of reactionary, copycat behaviour influenced by equally awful and misguided pseudo-socialist groups overseas, particularly in the United States.

Readers will notice that nowadays everything the Australian branch of the Ctrl-Left does is an attempt to directly transplant rhetoric and fashions in activism from other societies; this is due to the fact that their senior members had abandoned the traditional, Maoist influenced but Australian centred tropes popular on the left from the mid-1960’s.

Seattle had a Black Bloc in 1999, so Melbourne had to have one in 2000, New York had Occupy Wall St in 2011, Melbourne and Sydney had to have squatter camps and sit ins as well; rinse and repeat for Black Lives Matter, Opposition to the Trump inauguration and lately a Charlottesville solidarity rally.

These people have no shame, many of the wrinkled faces in today’s Lefty rent-a-crowd flash mobs, we know for a fact, were avid “China Line” Marxist-Leninists in their youth, throughout the following two decades they cynically used the imagery, poetry and folk culture of colonial White Australia as their central motif, in the hope of awakening the “natural Socialism” of the working classes.

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Flash forward and every Hippy-Dip White is on the bandwagon, but for how long?

Their hypocrisy has no limit, we have covered, as one example, the hue and cry over the use of the Eureka flag by Australia First Party and the attempt by elements of the new Ctrl-Left to “reclaim” the image in the name of Communists past.

Seattle had a Black Bloc in 1999, so Melbourne had to have one in 2000, New York had Occupy Wall St in 2011, Melbourne and Sydney had to have squatter camps and sit ins as well; rinse and repeat for Black Lives Matter, Opposition to the Trump inauguration and lately a Charlottesville solidarity rally.

So how does that sentiment fit in with their current iconoclastic play-acting and their mad rush to publicly denounce every White explorer, squatter and would-be Bunyip aristocrat of the 19th century?

Nationalists see our history as a continuum, one unbroken line of events in which the whole provides the context for the constituent parts and examining events in isolation is regarded as a fruitless pastime which can only lead a person along the wrong path.

January 26, 1788, and December 3rd, 1854 are inseparable in our political philosophy, to denounce one and attach symbolic virtues to another would be akin to demonising the heroes of Kokoda in 1942 while idealising the A.I.F who fought on the Somme in 1916, only a schizophrenic or a con-artist could wrap their mind around that way of thinking.

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Ben Hall, thanks to the Commos everyone who went to school in the 1970’s knows that he was hunted from his station and like a Dog shot down

Right there we have the heart of the matter, the Ctrl-Left, Lily White in hue as it is, comprises a bunch of con-artists and hysterical nutjobs at the top who gather the ignorant and gullible as their acolytes.

This year they are talking about tearing down monuments and going all INGSOC on our national folklore and like their innocent tribal ancestors the urban Blacks are lapping up the lamentations of Ben Quilty, Julia Baird and Bill Shorten.

Nationalists see our history as a continuum, one unbroken line of events in which the whole provides the context for the constituent parts and examining events in isolation is regarded as a fruitless pastime which can only lead a person along the wrong path.

Trouble is, in years to come these same people may well be engaged in another colonial revival in an attempt to capitalise upon the growing discontent among the White workers and marginalised people forced to live under the heel of globalist capitalism.

Do not be surprised, dear reader, if in a few years you emerge from Southern Cross Station to be greeted by a hippy with a Henry Lawson moustache, in moleskins and a leather hat inviting you to the Socialist Alternative wool-shed dance and bush poetry evening.

To a Nationalist who has lived among these progressive dopes for many decades, this is all well within the realm of possibility and those urban Blacks will once again be pushed back to the status of a novelty act in the next failed Leftist play for the soul of the nation.

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Even crappy lefty pub bands from the ’80s may be part of some theoretical Ctrl-Left attempt at Aussie cultural renaissance