The survival of our people, our culture and our lands isn ’ t enough. Sir Oswald Mosley is the person from history closest to my own beliefs. Was the attack “ xenophobic ” in orgin? I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. For example, actions such as voting for political candidates that radically change or challenge entrenched systems, radicalizing public discourse by both supporting, attacking, vilifying, radicalizing and exaggerating all societal conflicts and attacking or even assassinating weak or less radical leaders/influencers on either side of social conflicts. I pulled my rental car over, and sat, staring at these crosses and contemplating how it was that despite these men and womens sacrifice, despite their bravery, we had still fallen so far.I broke into tears, sobbing alone in the car, staring at the crosses, at the forgotten dead. Yes, predominantly an ethno-nationalist (I place importance on the health and well being of my race above all else). No, when I was young I was a communist, then an anarchist and finally a libertarian before coming to be an eco-fascist. Not in Europe, not in the Americas, not in Australia or New Zealand. An environmentally conscious and moral society will never be able to economically compete with a society based on ever increasing industrialization, urbanization, industrial output and population increase. All else is insufficient.

Radical, explosive action is the only desired, and required, response to an attempted genocide. Victors write the history and the writers of history control the cultural climate of the present time. In the event of an engagement I had the somewhat quixotic notion of shouting down responding state enforcers, intimidating them into dropping their weapons and if that failed, only targeting non-vital areas of their body such as the anterior of the thigh, shoulder or a side-on through shot of the calf, hamstring or gluteal muscles so as to cause the least amount of harm as possible and to allow for a quick recovery. Simple, white, wooden crosses stretching from the fields beside the roadway, seemingly without end, into the horizon. Only when you embrace death and the only thing you will have left to fear is inaction. The jaded cynicism with which I had greeted previous attacks didn ’ t eventuate.