a. compliments will get you no where. but i believe it is a partisan action against an occupying force. to drive a wedge between the nations of nato that are european and the turks that also make a part of the nato forces, thereby turning nato once more into a united european army and pushing the turkey once more back to the true position of a foreign, enemy force. striking quickly and then exfiltrating from the area of attack was the plan, to avoid the responders of the state and to avoid a situation where i was forced to harm them. if there is one thing i want you to remember from these writings, its that the birthrates must change. the race? the europe of the future is not one of concrete and steel, smog and wires but a place of forests, lakes, mountains and meadows. refuse to pay taxes. the true question is, how did this happen? they decry weakness, mock fecklessness and worship strength, and in this worship of strength they radicalize and find the solution. better for you to face them now then your kin to face them in the future.

it ’ s the birthrates. the truth that they are expected not to combat these myriad, unending and dedicated interlopers, but to embrace them, accept their own disenfranchisement, accept the loss of their fathers lands, their own impoverishment, their own replacement. if they are not of our people, but live in our lands, they must be removed. we could deport or otherwise destroy the entire population of invading non-europeans in a week, if we as a race we chose to.we have the ability, we only need the will. ebba death at the hands of the invaders, the indignity of her violent demise and my inability to stop it broke through my own jaded cynicism like a sledgehammer. i wish the different peoples of their world all the best regardless of their ethnicity, race, culture of faith and that they live in peace and prosperity, amongst their own people, practicing their own traditions, in their own nations.

>taxation is theft in a traitorous system section iv in conclusion out of the night that covers me, black as the pit from pole to pole, i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul.