i can not guarantee it will be comfortable, i can not guarantee it will be easy and i can not guarantee that every act will be a success. we can fight the armed invader, we know how, we have the ability, we have the soldiers and arms to do so. is it not preferable to die in war rather than suffer any longer so horrible a spectacle? perhaps you could tap out, lay down, lick the boots of your occupiers and pray they will let you be comfortable, if only for a little while. weak men have created this situation and strong men are needed to fix it. there is no nation in the world that wasn ’ t founded by, or maintained by, the use of force. what can we do to fix it? egalitarians and those that believe in heirachy will never come to terms.i don ’ t want you by my side or i don ’ t want share power. why make your children fight, when you could fight in their stead? not a place where english is the defacto language but a place where every european language, belief and tradition is valued. look to the heart of the conflict, march yourself there, press yourself into service.

canvas public areas in support of radical positions, even if they are not your own. but in the end the struggle is a beauty in itself, and the victory will be all the sweeter because of it.final victory is yours, if you have the will for it. 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. not yet! do not fret on the manner of how victory is achieved, all methods are possible, in the face of ethnic genocide, all morality is ambiguous. nothing else will do.

>to ensure the existence of our people and a future for white children, whilst preserving and exulting nature and the natural order.