you are the voice, you are the klaxon call, you hold the first spear to be thrust at the invaders. no matter where i travelled, no matter how small or rural the community i visited, the invaders were there. within a short time regular and widespread political, social and racial violence will commence. to agitate the political enemies of my people into action, to cause them to overextend their own hand and experience the eventual and inevitable backlash as a result. no, but the next person to attack could be, so a healthy scepticism is a good thing. my parents are of scottish, irish and english stock.

if there is one thing i want you to remember from these writings, its that the birthrates must change. let us all weep for our faults that raise the divine ire, yes, let us weep… but let not our tears be like the seed thrown into the sand. brazil with all its racial diversity is completely fractured as a nation, where people can not get along and separate and self segregate whenever possible. if they could die, so can you. this time of possible instability will also be a at a time where our potential nation enemies in the east will be reaching their own zeniths of power. we do not have the birth rates to fight them at their game, nor should we as it is ultimately destructive to nature and culture.so i took matters into my own hands.

>the same people will find themselves gradually less and less represented both politically and culturally, becoming essentially foreigners in their own lands.