A FEW WORDS ON THE SUBJECT OF MARTYRDOM

A FEW WORDS ON THE SUBJECT OF MARTYRDOM

There ought to be a realisation by now, among Nationalistic people, that the Internet and in particular social media are these days very much a hindrance, rather than an aid in pursuing the cause of national revolution.

Time after time we are presented with the stories of people who have lost their way and become obsessed with the fantasy world of Facebook, Twitter, Gab and the myriad other portals through which people shout into the abyss of cyberspace; many of these individuals suffer full-blown mental breakdowns as a result of their journeys beyond the looking glass.

We have already posted several articles on this blog on the topics of violent extremism, unilateral action by Lone Wolf actors and the way ill, desperate or lonely Cybernauts are consistently fed false information and distortions of fact when it comes to matters of authentic political dissent against the Globalist-Capitalist system.

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Daniel Wretström, a Swedish skinhead murdered by immigrants in 2000 is regarded by many on the continent as a martyr

We have laboured long and hard on blog posts which have examined the near zero potential of terrorism and political violence as a means of effecting lasting societal change; in addition to that we have been relentless in our criticism of the globalist leaning Alt-Right posers who have hijacked the Nationalist narrative and attempted to replace political principles with juvenile cyber-gibberish.

As sincere radicals we long ago came to the conclusion that social media is a cancer, that its potential to draw citizens together into a common cause for a better world was a mirage, a con-job by the owners of the sites which sucked billions across the world into submitting to a Globalist-Capitalist data mining and surveillance programme.

That is not to say, of course, that we wish to denigrate hardworking Nationalistic writers, it is important to create for posterity a permanent record of our theories and the overall tone of early 21st century Nationalism; the problem is that to the time poor worker, sorting the gold from the dross is nigh on impossible a task in the face of so much white noise coming from the social media zoo.

As sincere radicals we long ago came to the conclusion that social media is a cancer, that its potential to draw citizens together into a common cause for a better world was a mirage, a con-job by the owners of the sites which sucked billions across the world into submitting to a Globalist-Capitalist data mining and surveillance programme.

The problem is that the real world does not work in the same way as the cyber-playpens; pretty much every time the psychodrama of meme-rich social media groups is transposed onto the streets it has ended in ignominious failure, recriminations and bitter divides among participants, this is as true of the so-called “Far Right” as it is of Antifa and their ilk.

The really sad part of this is the potential for the disillusioned Cybernaut to spiral into an episode of mental decompensation when he is faced with this clash of values; when his hopes of concrete action, camaraderie and a lasting commitment to a great cause are dashed before his eyes the temptation to go it alone and create a spectacle can become overwhelming.

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Tommy Robinson may be a fraud with suspicious ties to the Zionist entity but there is no doubt he is being ruthlessly persecuted by the UK authorities, his perseverance makes him a hero to civic patriots

Shooting up a house of worship, assassinating a minor politician or driving a van into a crowd of civilians will not make a martyr of the assailant, his reams of blog posts and social media interactions will be immediately expunged from the internet and in a few months, after he is tried and convicted, nobody but those with an academic interest in the case will remember his name.

Innocence, perseverance in the face of impossible odds, showing grace under fire and, above all survival to the very last, no matter what occurs, are the qualities of a martyr; such people are outwardly unaffected by frustration or despair and they are hailed for their self-sacrifice and their considered approach to their situation.

Shooting up a house of worship, assassinating a minor politician or driving a van into a crowd of civilians will not make a martyr of the assailant, his reams of blog posts and social media interactions will be immediately expunged from the internet and in a few months, after he is tried and convicted, nobody but those with an academic interest in the case will remember his name.

Think about this for a moment: Who can name, off the top of their head, one rank and file member of the SS Einsatzgruppen, or a police officer, who roamed Eastern Europe doing the dirty work of eliminating Jews, Communists and Partisans from the occupied zones?

We are talking here of the people who heard the screams and got blood spattered on their boots; so who can name one Khmer Rouge cadre? One Hutu militiaman from Rwanda in 1994? One Phalangist gunman from the Sabra and Shatila atrocity in 1982?

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The SS and SD Einsatzgruppen did all the dirty work on the Eastern front, they were the most ruthless and efficient killing machine going around, yet 70 years later their names are unknown outside academic circles

In truth, as horrible as it sounds, those killers were actually making their mark on the world, following orders as part of a great machine with clear orders, the camaraderie of brothers and a sense of purpose, yet they are forgotten by the world and only the names of their ideologues and leaders are barely remembered by ordinary workers, even if it is often for the wrong reasons.

Getting all worked up over social media memes, “truths” which are usually anything but true and expecting communion, or even ovations from your online peers when you finally flip out and do something spectacularly stupid is a sad way to live.

True radicals have their eyes on the horizon awaiting the new dawn, they move toward the light on the hill, so to speak; they see the good in the world and recoil from negativity and the dark side of life; they elevate beauty, vitality, art and love over depression, paranoia and insanity.

Getting all worked up over social media memes, “truths” which are usually anything but true and expecting communion, or even ovations from your online peers when you finally flip out and do something spectacularly stupid is a sad way to live.

If you see no hope of salvation, if the world seems to be spinning out of control and if your online fantasy world fails to reach its potential as a vehicle to sweep the globalists and their cronies from power then you can either step away from the keyboard, seek treatment for your mental problems and find something else to occupy your evenings, or you can implode and take the coward’s way out.

So put up or shut up, if the world is as fucked as you think it is and throwing away your life on a spectacular action seems the only option, instead of taking out your frustrations on others, why not write your great manifesto and last testament, lay down on your flag and put the gun to your temple?

Assuming that your writing was any good if you were possessed of great insight and could conceivably have made a wider contribution to “the cause” your death will be mourned as a tragedy and your name will live forever.

If, on the other hand, you really were just a sad, internet-addled loser parroting half-truths and engaging in social media group hysteria, so be it: to dust you will return in your forgotten and untended grave.

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When people began making pilgrimages to the grave of Rudolf Hess the German authorities exhumed his remains and levelled the site

A DAY WHICH WILL LIVE IN INFAMY

A DAY WHICH WILL LIVE IN INFAMY

The films of Paul Greengrass, of which the writers of this blog are longtime fans, are always compelling, often confronting and his latest, 22 July, is no exception.

Recently released on Netflix and in selected theatres 22 July is centred upon the crimes of Norwegian Anders Behring Breivik, who in 2011 carried out twin terrorist attacks, a bombing in the central Oslo area and a shooting attack on the island of Utøya, which claimed the lives of 77 people and left over 300 injured.

Greengrass has woven together the stories of four people involved in the outrage; the terrorist Breivik, one of his young victims named Viljar Hanssen who was left partially blinded and severely maimed by gunfire, Breivik’s defence lawyer Geir Lippestadt and then Norwegian prime minister Jens Stoltenberg.

The opening scenes detailing the bombing of the Norwegian prime minister’s offices and the shooting attack on defenceless young people at the Utøya youth camp are hard on the viewer; if Greengrass does one thing well it is his masterful direction of the action scenes and the depiction of the visceral horror of being caught up in acts of extreme violence.

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The aftermath of the Oslo bombing

As in his other films, notably Bloody Sunday and United 93, the viewer’s familiarity with the subject matter only enhances the almost unbearable tension felt as the victims and their assailants, in this case a “Lone Wolf”, move toward their awful shared destiny.

The performances across the board are solid, the actors acquit themselves well enough as horrified victims or helpless bystanders and the revulsion felt toward Breivik by all who cross his path is central to the plot; by the standards of all decent people this terrorist deserved nothing but a quick lynching, yet the film goes into some detail concerning his interrogation and the struggle by the authorities to conduct a fair trial.

As in his other films, notably Bloody Sunday and United 93, the viewer’s familiarity with the subject matter only enhances the almost unbearable tension felt as the victims and their assailants, in this case a “Lone Wolf”, move toward their awful shared destiny.

The moral of the story would be that outsiders, social outcasts if you will, have no right to impose their will upon the many through violent means, even if, on the surface, their cause is righteous.

On this point a serious discussion was had among Nationalists the world over in the weeks following Breivik’s outrage, the enormity of what he had done laid bare the gulf between genuine political activists and the big talking, would-be cyber revolutionaries; this important point is mentioned in 22 July, but it bears further scrutiny with the benefits of hindsight.

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The real Viljar Hanssen, survivor of the Utøya massacre.

Upon hearing of the twin attacks everyone on our side hit the internet to find out who this Anders Behring Breivik was, the feeling of “not again”, the idea that one of our extended Nationalist family had acted rashly and run off the rails, as happens from time to time, was on all our minds.

This was not the case, as the picture became clearer and Breivik’s online manifesto was absorbed by our veteran campaigners and intellectuals it quickly became obvious to us that Breivik was not a political soldier striking out from a trans-European underground, but just another sad loser lost in a fantasy world of his own creation.

Since 2011 there has emerged a good deal of useful analysis of Breivik, his crimes and state of mind; while not conclusive the 2016 paper by University Of Salford academics Lino Faccini and Clare Allely is helpful in putting Anders Breivik in his proper place among the rogues gallery of 21st century mass killers.

This was not the case, as the picture became clearer and Breivik’s online manifesto was absorbed by our veteran campaigners and intellectuals it quickly became obvious to us that Breivik was not a political soldier striking out from a trans-European underground, but just another sad loser lost in a fantasy world of his own creation.

Anders Behring Breivik was no political activist, every attempt he had made to be part of an authentic movement had failed; nor was he part of an underground sect, a youth gang, a fraternal order or a wider online community of fellow travellers; he was, in reality, an isolated, ineffectual individual seemingly beset by pathological narcissism and lifelong insecurities.

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Anders Danielsen Lie turns in a capable performance as Breivik in 22July

Breivik has very little in common with modern, ideologically motivated terrorists, however, he sits alongside some of the worst offenders, the school shooters such as Adam Lanza, Nicholas Cruz and the Harris-Klebold dyad who started it all at Columbine in 1999.

Breivik’s narcissistic rage and psychological decomposition in the face of his failure to launch into normal adult life were the real motivations behind his actions; in this regard Greengrass and his writers fail the viewer, they depict him as having being abandoned by his equally nefarious online comrades, this was never the case, everyone on the so-called “far right” was just as taken aback by the events of 22 July as was the rest of the world.

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Some of Breivik’s home-made costumes for his fantasy personae, far from being a latter day crusader, it was all in his head

WE ARE THE PEACEKEEPERS

WE ARE THE PEACEKEEPERS

Amid all the political ructions in Canberra and the doings of the big end of town we thought it timely to spend some time on an examination of power in 21st century Australia.

If asked, we would guess that the average worker would name the government and the police as the organisations who wield power and enforce codes of behaviour upon the citizen; a cynic might suggest that there exists another layer of power above the institutions, an elite made up of shadowy oligarchs and “old money” or suchlike.

This is true, up to a certain point, that point is the limit of the patience, tolerance and goodwill of the people and their willingness to submit to being governed and abide by the law; the real power lies with the citizens with the institutions only able to function as they do with our total cooperation.

When citizens decide to disobey the rules, to go their own way or to take the outlaw path in life serious problems arise for the institutions of power, their bureaucrats and the police.

We do not have to look too far for examples of modern day outlawry which have delivered a shock to the system and had the law dogs scrambling to formulate a response; when bad men become convinced that compliance with the status quo is purely optional they can quickly overload the state’s response mechanisms.

Scenarios of this type are a nightmare for the authorities, since the beginnings of White colonisation of this continent there have been individuals and groups of people who have carried out acts of criminality or civil disobedience and in doing so they have exposed the fragility and the limitations of institutional power and its mercenary enforcers, the cops.

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Bold Ben Hall, he showed the Traps some fun

We do not have to look too far for examples of modern day outlawry which have delivered a shock to the system and had the law dogs scrambling to formulate a response; when bad men become convinced that compliance with the status quo is purely optional they can quickly overload the state’s response mechanisms.

In our own backyard fugitives such as rapist and murderer Malcolm Naden and the latter day bushranging duo Gino and Mark Stocco, as the old Aussie folk song says “showed the Traps some fun” evading capture for many years despite a massive investment of police time and resources.

In the U.K we can observe the terror and confusion sown by maniacs on the loose such as Raoul Moat and Derrick Bird, who went on a sort of armed “Death Ride” as their lives spiralled out of control and they became convinced that murder, mayhem and suicide was their preferred method of exiting the mortal realm.

“Home grown” Islamic extremists, in spite of what the media and politicians would have us believe, also fall into this category of sad nihilists, misfits and wannabes; there is no revolutionary potential in throwing away one’s life on a one-off spectacular stunt, thus no real threat of a widespread Islamic insurgency in Australia.

The United States has been the setting for myriad outrages of a similar type, beginning in the Old West and carrying on into the 21st century with the escapades of disgruntled cop Christopher Dorner, or the Negro supremacists John Allen Muhammad and Lee Boyd Malvo, nicknamed the D.C Snipers.

To this list we could add some Islamic terrorists such as the Kouachi Brothers who, after participating in the Charlie Hebdo massacre in Paris attempted a Death Ride of their own, leading the Gendarmerie on a chase through the suburbs which ended in their last stand on an industrial estate in Dammartin-en Goële.

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The hunt for psychopathic fugitive Malcolm Naden, if you are a big enough problem for the state the gloves quickly come off

We give these examples as an illustration of how even fairly deranged, though cunning and organised criminals can wreak absolute havoc in a community and bring the law enforcement apparatus close to breaking point simply by evading capture and carrying out their atrocities on the move; yet these people are, in the main, nihilistic and see no consequence of their actions other than their own death in an exchange of fire with the authorities.

“Homegrown” Islamic extremists, in spite of what the media and politicians would have us believe, also fall into this category of sad nihilists, misfits and wannabes; there is no revolutionary potential in throwing away one’s life on a one-off spectacular stunt, thus no real threat of a widespread Islamic insurgency in Australia.

Revolutionaries must, logically, live to fight another day and another, and so on; even if they do choose the path of the violent uprising they choose their battles carefully and martyrdom is an occupational hazard, as opposed to a tactic in itself.

Imagine then the impact of a hundred, or a thousand highly motivated revolutionaries who were living for the future, whose eyes were fixed upon the horizon for the coming of a new age; imagine a cadre of activists in every town and suburb, a distributed insurgency permanently embedded within the population.

For all the horror and upset caused by terrorists and rampaging, nihilistic criminals intent on making their last stand and their exposure of the limitations of state power in the face of a determined Lone Wolf, or small autonomous cell their outrages are notable for the fact that they never attract any real support or sympathy from normal citizens.

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Raoul Moat spun out a jealous rage into a seven day “Death Ride” which caused panic across northern England; his sawn-off shotgun left one killed, one maimed, a policeman permanently blinded and Moat dead of a self-inflicted wound.

Here we come to the crux of the matter, we the workers are the ones who keep the peace in our society, not the state and not its mercenaries and spies.

Consider for a moment the demonstrable impact of one Lone Wolf insurgent upon a high tech, high trust society such as ours.

Now observe the level of fear caused by semi-organised gangs of ethnic criminals, say, the Islander or Sudanese hoodlums, who have no other objective beyond self-gratification, notoriety and the acquisition of cyberspace era electronic trinkets.

Imagine then the impact of a hundred, or a thousand highly motivated revolutionaries who were living for the future, whose eyes were fixed upon the horizon for the coming of a new age; imagine a cadre of activists in every town and suburb, a distributed insurgency permanently embedded within the population.

Indeed, we are the peacekeepers, it is only with our consent and tolerance that the modern, globalist techno-state remains stable; its fragility is obvious to anyone capable of thinking tactically, of wondering in all seriousness “How would we take down the system?”

It is the hope of Nationalists that the widespread withdrawal of consent to the status quo by the working classes, what we call the “secession of the mind” will be enough to frighten the globalist cronies, that this fear of popular revolt will stay their hand.

At this point in time the powers that be are walking a fine line between mere harassment of dissidents and secessionists and outright repression; should the balance tip toward tyranny, then rebellion becomes inevitable and all are acutely aware of the limits of state power, none more so than its architects and enforcers.

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AUSTRALIAN FOODIES ARE DRUNK ON THE BLOOD OF THE WORKERS

AUSTRALIAN FOODIES ARE DRUNK ON THE BLOOD OF THE WORKERS

As Australia slips further into the grip of globalist corporate cartels and the flood of immigrants overwhelms our suburbs the rampant corruption of the opinion shapers and political power brokers is on display for all of us to see, in fact, the rotten bastards barely bother to hide it now that they rashly assume their great multicultural Ponzi scheme is a fait accompli.

Every day a new scandal is uncovered, a new speck of dry rot in the pillars of the house of globalism appears, be it a dodgy education scheme, an immigration lurk or a new case of wage theft and worker exploitation.

The central support column and chief propaganda meme supporting the globalist position is the “beautiful food” and the bloated, inefficient and deeply corrupt hospitality sector, with its plethora of quasi-ethnic eateries and associated home delivery, media and publishing industries.

If we, the workers, are to accept that an expanded range of dining out options is the only real payoff for all of the myriad other problems put upon us in the name of “progress”, then the globalist exhortation to eat, drink and be merry should ring hollow to our ears in light of the serious, criminal basis of the enterprise.

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Qantas CEO Allan Joyce with Samantha and Neil Perry, globalist Foodie culture in a nutshell

Time after time, outrage after outrage, from the tackiest greasy spoons and fast food joints, to the high end, fine dining restaurants the tales of wage theft, unpaid overtime, tax evasion, bogus labour hire practices and outright slavery have shocked those of us Nationalists in the true workers movement and even partially re-animated  our moribund and generally useless trade unions.

Every day a new scandal is uncovered, a new speck of dry rot in the pillars of the house of globalism appears, be it a dodgy education scheme, an immigration lurk or a new case of wage theft and worker exploitation.

In light of irrefutable evidence that most restaurants, bars and clubs are, at best, suspect and more likely, corrupt to some degree, the diners in search of their ethnic delicacies and foodie cachet are complicit in the rampant exploitation of workers and gaming of the labour-hire regulations; professions of ignorance as to what is going on behind the kitchen doors can no longer be a defence.

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Coolies then

So too the local pubs, once an integral part of working class communities, are now turned into parasitic entities whose sole function boils down to sucking the meagre wages and welfare payments of working people out through their poker machines and onsite Tote agencies and into the bank accounts of big corporations and their shareholders.

Franchise based fast food companies too have been dragged kicking and screaming into the spotlight accused of some of the worst excesses of wage theft and corporate misdemeanour; their targeting of greedy and naive immigrants as potential franchisees and their tolerance of corner cutting and kickbacks is a further indictment of the hospitality sector as a whole.

Furthermore we cannot ignore the new Coolie labour industry which has grown up around restaurant home deliveries, it is a sector dominated by foreign operators and relies on the exploitation of a pool of poorly paid young peons, riding scooters and bicycles, while struggling to make a few dollars an hour in the app-driven race to the bottom of the so-called “gig economy”.

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While governments gut the TAFE colleges dodgy education providers and visa mills proliferate

We scarcely need to mention the corruption of the education sector with its worthless diplomas and certificates in bullshit subjects, Australian universities have become low-quality visa mills running on the same flawed model of part-time or casual tutors and remote learning to churn out not competent graduates but candidates fit only for employment as Coolies in the gig economy.

Franchise based fast food companies too have been dragged kicking and screaming into the spotlight accused of some of the worst excesses of wage theft and corporate misdemeanour; their targeting of greedy and naive immigrants as potential franchisees and their tolerance of corner cutting and kick-backs is a further indictment of the hospitality sector as a whole.

We regard these two pillars of globalist multiculturalism as weak points, if not lynchpins of the whole edifice, take away the pool of cheap student labour, kick out the horde of 457 contract workers and rigorously police, through effective unionisation, the exploitation of our own people and we, the worker-radicals might strike a severe blow to the globalist cronies.

When we speak of “effective” trade union advocacy we, of course, are calling for a de-coupling of the erstwhile workers movement from the globalist enterprise and a re-focusing of the ACTU upon real-world problems, as opposed to the pie-in-the-sky, progressive nonsense currently in vogue at Trades Hall; if this means agitating for entirely new workers committees and a representative body set up in competition to the present council of trade unions then that is the path we should pursue.

We cannot allow the present status quo to stand, we will not be reduced to the status of Third World Coolie labourers, beholden to foreign middlemen and their Australian cronies, sitting glued to our mobile phone apps in the hope of a few hours of badly paid work per day, nor can we allow our young people to be preyed upon by crooked education companies or held in debt bondage via student loans.

Nationalists have the answers, we are the only radical group carrying on in the tradition of the true Aussie workers movement, our salvation lies with the politics of working-class struggle which carried our ancestors out of the “Hungry Years”, which held our society fast against Fascism and Japanese imperialism and which filled our pockets and our bellies in the decades of prosperity in the second half of the 20th century.

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Coolies now

COMMIES AND COPPERS NOW PARTNERS IN PROTECTION RACKET

COMMIES AND COPPERS NOW PARTNERS IN PROTECTION RACKET

If nothing else, the tour of Australia by Canadian Libertarian YouTube personalities Lauren Southern and Stefan Molyneux has brought to light an interesting dynamic, if not evidence of a direct relationship, between Victoria Police and the Campaign Against Racism and Fascism (CARF).

Earlier in the week, we learned that, as in the case of the Milo Yiannopoulos tour, the events company which promoted Southern and Molyneux was to be saddled with a bill from the department of justice to cover the extra police resources needed to maintain order at the event, the sum quoted being around $68,000.

CARF and their allies, of course, had been on a months-long bender of “Anti Fascist” agitation in anticipation of the arrival of the two Canadian speakers; the charges of fascism levelled at Southern and Molyneux are patently absurd, as anyone familiar with their work would know, however, their views are not really the issue here.

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Stefan Molyneux and Lauren Southern: bloody foreigners.

CARF, at its core, is a bog standard Trotskyite group which serves as a matrix for cadres of bad actors of various tendencies, from Marxists, to Liberals, Christians, Jews and Anarchists. Their Anti-Fascism is nothing more than a hook, a recruiting tool used to gull the young, the lonely and, it seems, the prematurely senile into joining up with this “popular front”.

The opinions expressed by the constituent mouthpieces speaking on behalf of CARF may sound batshit crazy to the humble Aussie worker however they are exemplary of the incubator effect that social media has upon dodgy rhetoric and spurious propaganda.

CARF, at its core, is a bog standard Trotskyite group which serves as a matrix for cadres of bad actors of various tendencies, from Marxists, to Liberals, Christians, Jews and Anarchists their Anti-Fascism is nothing more than a hook, a recruiting tool used to gull the young, the lonely and, it seems, the prematurely senile into joining up with this “popular front”.

As has become painfully obvious, to the principal actors in CARF the Anti-Fascist psychodrama has little to do with confronting their quarry and everything to do with marketing a Trotskyite club; in this, they carefully play upon the insecurities of the young, the mentally unstable and the plain silly, especially those of mixed race background.

It has been shown several times, that even with the advantage of superior numbers the Anti-Racists of CARF are incapable of physically confronting the civic patriot groups, on every occasion where the use of force has been attempted by CARF they have been seen scurrying away as soon as the fisticuffs began.

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La Mirage reception centre, scene of the debacle, is reportedly owned by an Iraqi immigrant family.

This means that, contrary to their propaganda, “smashing the Fash” is not the real goal of their activities and the Police are not there to protect patriots from harm, they are effectively the security detail for CARF, to whom the cops show near limitless patience as they indulge their hysterical outbursts.

Clearly, something is going on between CARF and the police; empowered as they are to shut down, move on, search and arrest anyone present in a designated area. There is no reason for the authorities to tolerate the lawless behaviour of the Trotskyites.

Absent their presence the Alt-Right speaking circuit would require no policing at all since the events are always held on private property; we are of course dealing with White people.

Not only are CARF putting overtime money in the pockets of individual police officers they are complicit in the extortion racket being run by the cops by virtue of the fact of their playing the role of the “or else” in the demand “pay up, or else”.

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John, a mentally ill man being hosed down on his front lawn after being beaten and pepper sprayed during a Vicpol “welfare check”.

It is unheard of for any element of the faux-Left to be billed for police attendance at a gathering, even when it is widely known that their events routinely descend into unlawful acts which put members of the public at risk and cause great inconvenience through road closures and other attempts to take over public spaces.

Not only are CARF putting overtime money in the pockets of individual police officers they are complicit in the extortion racket being run by the cops by virtue of the fact of their playing the role of the “or else” in the demand “pay up, or else”.

These poseurs are acutely aware of how they present in public; the propaganda value of “optics” is as important to CARF as it is to anyone else in terms of building an esprit de corps by which to attract likeminded wretches to their cause, so their part in the state’s rackets and its suspension of the political liberty of anyone who, however meekly, challenges the immigration Ponzi scheme must be part of the “revolution”.

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In 2016 Frankston woman Elisha Sherwood allegedly had her face re-decorated by the Traps during a traffic stop.

It is one thing for CARF to attempt to goad Alt-Righters into illegal acts, thereby rendering them subject to fines and other court imposed conditions; it is quite another to openly support a crooked police commissioner who, at all turns has acted as the political head kicker for the Andrews administration and the crony capitalists who underwrite it.

It has also been reported that a CARF activist was arrested for assaulting police outside the Southern-Molyneux show. Given that the offence is now regarded as a Class-A crime and carries a mandatory jail term; if this scumbag gets off, well, what further proof of collusion should we ask for?

After all, that $68,000 is not going into the Poor Box, it is going straight into the operating budget of a gang of ill-disciplined goons who, we can all agree, go around beating up the mentally ill, fining the poor, oppressing the youth and harassing homeless people.

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The Bastard Squad conducting a formation shouting display on the streets of Melbourne.

KOOYONG’S CHICKENS ARE COMING HOME TO ROOST

KOOYONG’S CHICKENS ARE COMING HOME TO ROOST

Readers of this blog will have, no doubt, been amused to read of yet another group of “Teens” trashing a short-term rental property, this time in leafy, well-heeled Hawthorn.

In Hastings Rd this past weekend we saw the well-tested party plan of bogus identification being used by African youths to book an Airbnb rental, subsequent heavy drinking and drug use, then the customary early morning explosion of ad-hoc alterations to the decor.

This time, however, there were significant escalations in violence as neighbours, fearing for the safety of their properties and their very lives armed themselves with makeshift weapons and attempted to mount a defence; two elderly White bystanders were assaulted with one old gent admitted to hospital after being set upon by a gang of African females.

The police, as usual, waited until the fracas had burned itself out before venturing into the neighbourhood, no arrests were made on the night, however, we understand a series of raids have since been carried out and at least one boy has been charged.

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Victoria Police facing off against African rioters in 2017, the youths, we are told, won the battle of Kensington

This approach, though cold comfort to the embattled citizens, does make a certain amount of sense from a tactical point of view; the cops know who these Sudanese delinquents are, it is probably just easier to pick them off one by one, roust them out of bed at home rather than get crowned by a house brick trying to subdue fifty drunks at once.

The federal seat of Kooyong, in which Hawthorn is situated is a safe Liberal seat, once held by the likes of Sir Robert Menzies and Andrew Peacock the current sitting member is the minister for environment and energy Josh Frydenberg.

 Now, before we go all gushy over this latest outrage and lest we further entrench the perception that Nationalists are nothing but heartless pragmatists we will profess that we do care about the White residents affected by this incident simply because they are our kin, however, the inevitable considerations of class consciousness and voter behaviour in bourgeois suburbs must take precedence.

The federal seat of Kooyong, in which Hawthorn is situated is a safe Liberal seat, once held by the likes of Sir Robert Menzies and Andrew Peacock the current sitting member is the minister for environment and energy Josh Frydenberg.

We can safely say that the residents of Hawthorn, who habitually vote for the Liberals, must therefore be firmly in favour of globalism, high immigration, kowtowing to Beijing and the dissolution of our once prosperous and largely homogenous society into an Asian style free for all, where workers are pitted against one another and only investors, speculators and crooks can even afford to live in an area like Hastings Rd.

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Menzies is the real father of multiculturalism, though he had the sense to invite the right type of migrants, such as these Dutch people arriving in 1954

Time and again we have heard dissident voices exclaim that if only the negative effects of Third World immigration were visited upon the blue ribbon suburbs then the middle-class voters residing within could be shocked into action, that some of them could be swayed to the side of Nationalism and the workers struggle.

Well here is their reality check, globalisation writ large on the streets of Hawthorn: an African mob destroying a Chinese owned rental property hired out through an American website underwritten by a predatory coalition of hedge funds and Silicon Valley speculators.

Time and again we have heard dissident voices exclaim that if only the negative effects of Third World immigration were visited upon the blue ribbon suburbs then the middle class voters residing within could be shocked into action, that some of them could be swayed to the side of Nationalism and the workers struggle.

Assuming these out of control Sudanese parties can be taken at face value and are not part of some insurance scam by the Chinese owners then there is a double irony here in that we see more and more of the children of these middle-class suburbanites being locked out of the owning a house or even renting in their own suburb, due in large part to distortions in the market caused by foreign buyers and companies such as Airbnb.

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Former member for Kooyong Andrew Peacock now resides in the U.S.A, far away from the effects of his party’s disastrous immigration policies.

Our question to the people in the seat of Kooyong, those White families who have held property there since the days of Bob Menzies would be: “When are you going to stand up for the future of your children?”

The inner Eastern suburbs of Melbourne are dotted with blocks of flats built over the past 80 years; ranging from stately low-rise Art Deco buildings to simple 1970’s brick veneer boxes, in fact 20 years ago it used to be a relatively cheap area to rent a flat, local kids could move out of home, get onto their feet and then buy in to the area themselves.

No more, the housing crisis has hit the middle class particularly hard as overseas buyers from Asia and opportunistic property tycoons have inflated the prices to the point that only the most wealthy people can afford to own a house in Hawthorn, Camberwell or Surrey Hills.

Our question to the people in the seat of Kooyong, those White families who have held property there since the days of Bob Menzies would be: “When are you going to stand up for the future of your children?”

So the Liberal die-hards of Kooyong either need to adjust to the new globalist reality, the incursions of troublesome migrant gangs and Asian profiteers drawn by the newly created and foreign driven short-term rental scene; they can get used to the noise, the loss of amenity and the hardships foisted upon their kids, or they can opt for change and take political action to arrest the decline of their neighbourhoods.

Nationalists have the program to stop the rot, but if Hawthorn’s good folk are not willing to accept a radical solution then at least they will still have their adult sons at home to wield the Gray Nicolls as Ice addled Negroes come over the back fence and the cops steadfastly ignore their triple zero calls for assistance.

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This ugly villa is what three million bucks buys you in Hawthorn, gang tags courtesy of Airbnb

PEDDLING LIES MEANS WOMEN WILL DIE

PEDDLING LIES MEANS WOMEN WILL DIE

In the early months of this blog, we promised our readers that we would make an effort to examine the current affairs of the day in a sort of semi-frequent “news wrap”.

Snowed under as we have been, with the antics of our enemies on the far-right, sundry nutcases, cyber-pests and square-eyed Trolls occupying bulk column inches of our output, we feel obliged to give our followers a break from this bombast and have a dig at the big doings in the mainstream White world.

Hipster Melbourne was rocked this week by the death of one of its promising young scions, 22-year-old Eurydice Dixon met her end in middle-class Parkville, raped and left for dead by a total stranger, later revealed to be one Jaymes Todd, 19, of Broadmeadows.

Ms Dixon has been remembered as an aspiring comedian and all-around good sort; not to speak ill of the dead, but having seen snippets of her act we would describe her as more of a post-modernist performance artist; comedians make us laugh with jokes and gags, as opposed to the eye-rolling, faux befuddlement and contrived irony which are the fashion on today’s stand up circuit.

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Tributes laid in Princes Park Melbourne for murdered artist Eurydice Dixon.

Eurydice’s talents on stage may have been questionable but being violated and dumped, lifeless, on a soccer pitch in the middle of the night by a marauding, outer suburban sex predator is a sad end for one of our own, who by all accounts did no harm in her short life.

The response to her death by the chattering classes was predictable, even though murders of this kind run at about five a year in Victoria, the usual suspects led by the lamentable premier Daniel Andrews, managed to blow the killing way out of proportion as a sop to their inner city, Greenbelt voting public.

Ms Dixon has been remembered as an aspiring comedian and all-round good sort; not to speak ill of the dead, but having seen snippets of her act we would describe her as more of a post-modernist performance artist; comedians make us laugh with jokes and gags, as opposed to the eye-rolling, faux befuddlement and contrived irony which are the fashion on today’s stand up circuit.

Being a woman and having the misfortune to be killed by a stranger in a chance encounter is some way down the list of likely ways to kick the bucket, we would put it somewhere in the area of probability bracketed by misadventures such as fatal lightning strikes or dog maulings, Ms Dixon was incredibly unlucky.

This insight clearly went over the heads of the ostentatiously ignorant members of the commentariat; re-animated after the long hiatus between stranger murders, Feminists and their fellow travellers have energised their “War On Women” narrative and began wailing that the problem is “Toxic Masculinity”.

We can imagine these harridans on the edge of their seats as the news of the murder broke, waiting, their claws reflexively drawing in and out of their sheaths in anticipation of the inevitable verbal misstep by Police or public officials, they were not disappointed.

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American serial killer and rapist Ted Bundy would strike when women had their guard down, in supposedly “safe” areas.

The Police, who had all the data at their fingertips regarding crimes in the area surrounding the park where Eurydice was killed, and fearing in light of other attacks on women in Parkville, that there may have been a serial offender on the loose made the fatal mistake of urging women to take greater responsibility for their own safety.

From there it was on for young and old, the tired old trope “teach men not to rape” made an early and frequent appearance as did “women’s right to feel safe”, no matter the level of risk they are prepared to take in exercising their rights.

Being a woman and having the misfortune to be killed by a stranger in a chance encounter is some way down the list of likely ways to kick the bucket, we would put it somewhere in the area of probability bracketed by misadventures such as fatal lightning strikes or dog maulings, Ms Dixon was incredibly unlucky.

We guess that what separates bourgeois Feminists from Nationalists and, more broadly, all other people with half a brain and no axe to grind is our ability to see patterns in society and modify our behaviour accordingly.

If we take the three most recent and high-profile cases of stranger murder in Melbourne, those of Jill Meagher, Masa Vukotic and Euryidice Dixon one of these patterns appears, a pattern which is evident in many such crimes across the Anglosphere and across a time span of almost fifty years.

Misogynist criminals, rapists and killers are drawn to locations and situations in which women feel comfortable enough to let their guard down, or are otherwise vulnerable; this mode of operation is akin to that of any other predator in nature, which will attack weak and isolated members of a prey herd, or strike when the animals are at a waterhole.

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Adrian Bayley, his sinister sexual urges would boil over into blind rage against women, he is the real face of misogyny.

Time and time again we have been presented with testimony from woman hating brutes and serial killers detailing their thought process in selecting victims; thinking people such as ourselves are, or ought to be, au fait with the tricks employed by dangerous men.

The more intelligent and devious predators, such as Ted Bundy and Ed Kemper, specifically chose university campuses as their hunting grounds or students as their victims based on the premise that women feel safe in such environments, so whatever ruse the killer might employ would be more likely taken in good faith by the victim.

A great deal of work has been done by the medical professions and law enforcement, both here and abroad, on understanding the way violent men think so as to be better able to predict and mitigate against their actions in the interest of public safety.

We guess that what separates bourgeois Feminists from Nationalists and, more broadly, all other people with half a brain and no axe to grind is our ability to see patterns in society and modify our behaviour accordingly.

To a great extent the routine activities of potential victims, the environments in which they move and even urban planning must be considered when trying to get into the minds of predators; this is at odds with premier Andrews’ exhortation for women to do whatever they want, whenever they want and for them to trust that putting a guilt trip on men as a group will be enough to deter potential rapists and killers.

The point we make here is that artificial “safe-spaces” for women attract sexual predators just as soft targets attract terrorism and gun-free zones in the U.S attract mass shooters; the dangerous men in society may be mad dogs, but they’re not stupid in that they will always take the path of least resistance to their goal.

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Masa Vukotic was chosen at random to be murdered by Sean Price, does he look like the sort of bloke who could be shamed into changing his ways?

Sean Price, the deranged killer of young Masa Vukotic in Doncaster in 2015 travelled all the way across Melbourne to a “safe” suburb and, in order to carry out his plan to blitz and kill a female, he lay in wait in bushes for a pretty “middle class” girl to pass on a popular walking track.

Adrian Bayley, the serial rapist and murderer of Jill Meagher prowled areas where young women were accessible and vulnerable, the backpacker havens and red light zones of St Kilda and the tangled, 19th-century streetscape of Brunswick, which is rich with female pedestrians but riddled with dark laneways and alcoves.

Society in general and women in particular need protection from dangerous men, as we have seen often enough, a single man in his wrath can destroy a whole community; what is needed however is a return to sensible education on matters of personal safety and codes of conduct in which everyone, women included, play their part in mitigating the threat of violence.

The point we make here is that artificial “safe-spaces” for women attract sexual predators just as soft targets attract terrorism and gun-free zones in the U.S attract mass shooters; the dangerous men in society may be mad dogs, but they’re not stupid in that they will always take the path of least resistance to their goal.

The bare fact is that, contrary to the Feminist dogma, predatory males are not formed by society, nor is their behaviour an aspect of masculinity; such men are freaks and deviants and they almost always live their lives largely apart from normal men, who would most likely pick up on the fact that something is wrong with them.

Even when “called out” by good men the bad man is unlikely to listen to reason, he will either retaliate against his accusers or run away to sulk until his damaged ego is restored and he can regain his composure.

The natural reaction by good men toward abusers of women and girls is to form a posse, hunt the offender down and mete out justice before the savage wreaks even more havoc upon the community, though in modern times we delegate this duty to the state which employs its hired gunmen, the police.

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The Truro killers were homosexuals, freaks and total social outcasts who got their kicks hurting women, nobody in the “straight” world had any time for them.

The police in the Euryidice Dixon case merely gave out the same advice we would expect a citizen posse to give the women they rally to protect: until this threat to your safety passes stay alert sisters, watch your backs, don’t take unnecessary risks and do not hesitate to call for help if you feel that something is not right in your surroundings.

So perhaps walking through the park alone late at night, in your “safe” suburb, which is almost certainly a magnet for sexual predators, with your headphones on and wearing high heels is actually making the jobs of those sworn to protect you more difficult?

Even when “called out” by good men the bad man is unlikely to listen to reason, he will either retaliate against his accusers or run away to sulk until his damaged ego is restored and he can regain his composure.

In the end, however, what Feminists such as the Premier of Victoria say in public and what they do in private are likely two different things; we can credit the childless humanities department harpies and their virginal undergraduate acolytes with a lack of sense and a true belief in bullshit such as “toxic masculinity”, but most people do not think the way they do.

Daniel and Catherine Andrews are loving and responsible parents, just like the rest of us, so we highly doubt that they’re going to fill their own daughter’s head with nonsense and send her into harms way under the misapprehension that no matter the risks she takes if she is unfortunate enough to become a victim then society is wholly to blame.

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Victorian Premier Danny Andrews puts his son in a chokehold just in case he grows up to be a predator