i had the will and i had the resources. these greed filled bastards expect to replace our people with a race of low intellect, low agency, muddled, muddied masses just so their own wealth and power can increase. this is a tactic practiced not only on the french people, but on all the peoples of europe, effectively destroying the nations identity at its core and smashing apart all bonds which a successful, unified nation is built upon. to take revenge for the enslavement of millions of europeans taken from their lands by the islamic slavers. fertility rates are innately tied to race, so yes. beyond this place of wrath and tears looms but the horror of the shade, and yet the menace of the years finds and shall find me unafraid.

this rapid change in demography will bring about a time of crisis, as the reality of our possible ethnic replacement becomes obvious to all, even the naysayers. strong men do not get ethnically replaced, strong men do not allow their culture to degrade, strong men do not allow their people to die. the race of the elect suffers outrageous persecutions, and the impious race of the saracens respects neither the virgins of the lord nor the colleges of priests. driving toward the next french town on my itinerary, knowing that inevitably the invaders would also been there, i found my emotions swinging between fuming rage and suffocating despair at the indignity of the invasion of france, the pessimism of the french people, the loss of culture and identity and the farce of the political solutions offered. i can be anywhere, anytime, and i can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. the united states is in turmoil, more so that at any other time in history.