its the cities where the struggle lies, its the cities where the invaders have massed, its the cities where the marxists have poisoned the institutions, its the cities where the traitorous media and corporations lie and its the cities where the anti-white politicians and the ngos make their homes. to directly reduce immigration rates to european lands by intimidating and physically removing the invaders themselves. dear god no. in front of those endless crosses, in front of those dead soldiers lost in forgotten wars, my despair turned to shame, my shame to guilt, my guilt to anger and my anger to rage. you may fall. if you survived, did you intend to go to trial?

whilst we may use edgy humour and memes in the vanguard stage, and to attract a young audience, eventually we will need to show the reality of our thoughts and our more serious intents and wishes for the future. memes have done more for the ethno-nationalist movement than any manifesto. where there is a will, there is a way. the idea that a frenchmen need not speak the language, share the culture, believe in the same god or even more importantly be ethnically french is ludicrous in the extreme. there is not a single place left where the tendrils of replacement migration have not touched. art and beauty subverted beyond all recognition, bauhaus travesties replacing nouveau wonders, soulless metropolitan architecture of glass and steel reflecting no society, no culture, no people and therefore belonging everywhere, and no where.

>a political and social stalemate that makes any advancement impossible.