This material and spiritual balance, which our forefathers possessed integrally, no longer exists. When we look at the great cathedrals that are to be found throughout Europe, and built many hundreds of years ago, we are overawed by their immensity, their complexity, their beauty, but their principal importance goes beyond mere masonry and into the realms of spirituality. Our forefathers possessed Strength, Vision and Faith and those qualities were lovingly inscribed into stone that would withstand the elements for a thousand years, and would speak to their heirs in authoritative, profound tones. Our age knows nothing of this plane of life and, symbolically, demonstrates its utter incomprehension by building in breeze blocks, a material that does not last and is not meant to last. It epitomizes the spirit of this age, an age which lives for the moment and where the word “instant” reigns supreme. As a result, our people have become soulless, unhappy, frustrated and even dehumanized in some respects. No-one wants to help others unless there is something in it for him; no-one wants to get involved; no-one wants to take responsibility. But everyone wants an easy life; everyone seeks their own selfish ends; everyone wants to take the easy way out, and if the easy way means that our family, community or national life will suffer that is held to be acceptable. It is when the Individual makes himself a virtual god, when everything must fit in with him and to hell with others, that you know that a nation is sick and dying.
These facts and many more - pollution, the arms race, diminishing natural resources - add up to one frightful conclusion: the culture of Europe is going to die within our lifetime. I do not mean that for 50, 100, or 200 years that we won’t play a very prominent role in world politics and that then we will probably witness a revival. I mean quite simply that as the mighty civilizations of ancient Greece and Egypt have passed away into the sands of time, never to return, so will ours. The death of Europe will signal the end of the White peoples forever: it will be goodbye to you, your family, and your friends. Britain will become a vague, unimportant memory.
Let us not fool ourselves. The fight to reverse this situation is going to be extremely arduous and not a little thankless; arduous because the enemies of civilization are not going to release their stranglehold on us until we force them to do so; thankless because no-one wants to be told that a tidal wave of catastrophe is looming that threatens life itself. Our people stick their heads in the sand and kid themselves that everything will be alright in the end. Unfortunately for such people, we live in a real world where happy endings are not automatically written into the script. There are no fairy godmothers who are going to rush to our aid, wave their magic wands and make everything perfect again. If the British peoples are to survive, they will have to fight back. If they are not willing to do so they had better start praying for a quick and merciful death, for nothing else will avail them.
The need for the Political Soldier
“When a Nation rises up ardent to fight for its freedom and honour, it is always a minority that really fires the multitude.”
The Decline of the West
Oswald Spengler
At the forefront of the battle against the forces of Evil swamping the entire globe in an ocean of Filth, Corruption and Treason are the various Nationalist movements of Europe. In Britain the only organised force is the National Front, but even it made quite fundamental errors in the Seventies about what was necessary to redeem our country. Discussion was always about whether we should have a march here or there; whether we should fight this election or that; whether we could do something to improve our ‘image’. These discussions were about as useful as arguing who could have what deckchair on the Titanic! Certainly, our name became better known, though other methods would have achieved this too; it remains that all our time, money and energy did not stop the arrival of one single immigrant; it did not stop the closure of one single factory; it did not stop the rape, physical and spiritual, of our Motherland.
Our failure was simple, but crucial. It was and is not policies or doctrines or activities that we need - important though these things are in the overall political scheme of things - but a New Type of Man who will live the Nationalist way of life every day, who will act as a beacon and an inspiration to those fellow Britons around him who despair of our situation. The other discredited parties have been offering policies and doctrines to our people for generations, but to what effect? To the average Briton, why should the NF have been any different from the others? If we are to succeed we must strike to the heart of the matter: our people need as an example someone who practices what he preaches. That example we call the Political Soldier.
Just what is the Political Soldier?
If we look at the highest periods of European history, we can easily identify the type of men who embody or express the spirit that our nation so desperately needs.
In ancient Greece there were the Spartans, an austere, highly disciplined people who have gone down in history mainly because of their heroic stand at the baffle of Thermopylae. It was here that 300 Spartans, led by their Warrior-King, Leonidas, took on 100,000 Persian troops under the Emperor Darius; far from cringing in fear at such enormous odds the Spartans proudly sang their battle anthem, The Song of Castor, and then died to a man in a crucible of fire and blood. Although the Spartans lost, it is they that History remembers.
In ancient Rome, it was the Roman centurion whose military skills and commitment to Eternal Rome, to the Pax Romana, led him to build one of the finest, well ordered empires in world history and, as a consequence, left us so much to cherish in our heritage.
In medieval Europe there was the Christian Crusader whose devotion to the ideals of Asceticism and Chivalry so embodied Europe, East and West, that even today ‘knightly conduct’ is regarded as a high form of praise. These knights, a supra-national community drawn from one culture, were described by Pope Urban II as those “ready to hasten wherever war erupts, bringing to it the fury of their arms in order to defend Honour and Justice.”
In our century perhaps the most outstanding example of Political Soldiery was the Rumanian Iron Guard, the Legionary Movement, founded and moulded by the genius of Cornelieu Codreanu. The spirit that this movement generated was so strong, so pervasive, that in its brief 15 years of existence it infected an entire people. Even today the Communist authorities denounce the Legionaries, so frightened are they by its spiritual and inspirational power - a power that grows as the drudgery of Marxist Eastern Europe kills everything it touches.
But Europe does not have a monopoly on Political Soldiers and all peoples and cultures have the potential to produce this type of man, each fitted to his peculiar circumstances. Take for example the Islamic Revolutionary Guards in the Iran of the Mullahs. It is not necessary to agree with any or all of their aims to appreciate and respect their courage. Their belief in their Cause is so strong that they will run through minefields unarmed to attack enemy positions; their ideals are so all consuming that they will drive truck bombs into enemy camps knowing full well that death is inevitable. Whether they are right or wrong is not at issue, but it is clear that this power, this contempt for death, is the stuff of which victories are made. This power drove the Yankee war machine out of the Lebanon - whilst U.S. troops were fighting for job security, a wage packet and a pension, their opponents in the Revolutionary Guards were fighting for an Ideal, an independent Iranian Iran. We must learn that the power of Idealism is beyond calculation.
When we look at the few examples that I have cited, one thing will be immediately obvious to most readers - to wit, that all of them are warriors, military men. However, it would be utterly wrong to believe that this aspect, the military, is the most important aspect, or even one of the most important aspects. The common denominator that allows all of these men to be put in the same category, despite their manifest differences, is the fact that they were inspired by ‘a spiritual and religious ideal that totally dominated their lives. Nothing came between them and the Ideal. T
hey were willing to sacrifice anything and everything for the victory of their Ideal. If, for some reason, their Cause had been denied to them their lives would have ceased to have meaning, to have any importance whatever. They were fine warriors because a flame burned within, a fire that could only be extinguished when they drew their final, mortal breath. It was a flame that their enemies frequently did not possess or understand, but which they feared and respected. It is that flame, that burning spirit, which we must rekindle if our Culture is to have any future worthy of the name. If this proves to be beyond our abilities then all our material achievements, our science and technology, our intellectual grandeur will stand revealed as perfectly useless, for the most important thing in life is the Will to live. If this Will is absent in our people, no scientist and no gadgetry will save us.
It is the task of the Political Soldier to promote the Will to live by revealing the true nature of life - as opposed to the materialist nightmare of this century which is mistakenly taken to be “life” - and by living this life. In order to do this the Political Soldier must undergo a Spiritual Revolution, an inner revolution which guides, directs and pervades his life. When this has been achieved substantively the Political Soldier will judge all his actions according to whether or not they advance the Cause. He will be the man who does not say: “What is in it for me?” but the man who says: “What can I do to help?”. For this type of Man certain words will hold the key to the very meaning of Life itself: Honour, Justice, Self-Respect, Honesty, Faith, Humility, Compassion, Love.
He will not allow his honour or that of the nation to be attacked or undermined by the unworthy; he will not stand idly by when his people are being exploited, but will become a focal point in the fight for justice. He will not lose his self-respect and worth through becoming dependent on externals like drugs or drink, for he knows that if he possesses the Inner Strength that sustains life then he will be invincible. He will be honest in all his dealings, great and small, because the Nationalist leads through example. He will have total, unquestioned belief in the righteousness of his Cause; he will be the man who will strive to the limits of his abilities to advance the welfare of his People and Nation, but he will do this without any thought of praise or publicity. He will remain humble knowing that his actions are a matter of duty inspired by a higher way of life. He will be stirred to action by the physical rape of our beautiful country and the destruction of our rich culture; his compassion will be such that he will cloak the weak and needy of our nation with his towering strength. His love will be pure and refreshing, reviving and inspiring everyone and everything that it touches.
The Political Soldier is the man sustained by an Eternal Ideal who will act positively in any and all situations in the defence of what is Right, Good and True. Never in the history of Europe has the need for battalions of Political Soldiers been so urgent, so vital.
The ranks of our enemies are immense: the banks, the Communists, the Freemasons, the Zionists, the Capitalists. They have money and power; they dominate the media; they control whole armies through their control of governments; they inject corrosive ideas into the bloodstream of the nation which enfeeble us, make us apathetic, make us a pushover.
And what do we have to combat this? A few thousand patriots in every country in Western Europe. We have no money, no power, no influence, no media to speak of. We are the Spartans, the Few. They are the Persians, the Many. Confronted by this horrible reality, our countrymen, after sizing up the odds, are leaving the battlefield in droves arguing the “inevitability” of things. “We cannot win”, they say. “Things have gone too far “, they say. “Perhaps Communism won’t be so bad”, they say. How right was Emrys ap Iwan, the nineteenth century Welsh nationalist, to remark: “The Inevitable is not the high tower of the Wise, hut merely the sanctuary of the Timid”.
The Political Soldier will look at this grim reality in a totally different light because he is an Idealist and a Realist. The Ideal is the goal of our struggle, Realism is that quality which dictates how best we can achieve that goal. The Political Soldier, weighing up the weaponry on both sides, will acknowledge that we are outgunned in every respect, but one. This exception is our Faith, our Ideal, which we hold dearer than Life itself, and which cannot be intimidated, nor bribed, nor tortured out of existence. This faith is but a dim memory, a glowing ember in most of our people - it is the task of the Political Soldier to fan and fuel this ember until its flicker grows stronger and more intense, until it becomes a raging inferno engulfing our People and our Land in the quest for National Freedom, Social Justice and a truly Free Europe. The Political Soldier by his attitudes and actions will serve as a model, an example, to those of our countrymen whose courage has temporarily failed them. Wherever he goes the Political Soldier will encourage enthusiasm, comradeship and dedication by his mere presence. He will be a Light pushing back the frontiers of Darkness. People will seek his advice; they will heed his counsel; they will collect themselves and return to the fight stronger than the hardest steel.
Every day that passes witnesses the seepage of blood from the mutilated body of the nations of Europe. It is a sight that only the cynical or the disinterested can view without being moved to a profound compassion and a Holy Anger. The beautiful woman that had once bewitched the world with her intellect, her grandeur and her vivaciousness now lies in the gutter, kicked senseless by the barbaric hordes of the Super Powers. Only the army of Political Soldiers seeks to defend her from a torrent of violent blows. That army is tiny, its task immense, yet it fights on. It will not allow our heritage, culture, traditions and noble values to be ground into the dust, lost forever, because of the cowardice of the majority. This army fights to win, but if defeat is to be the verdict of Destiny, then it will be a battle to the last man, sword in hand - a tribute worthy of our finest ancestors.
And if the gutless, the preachers of the “Art of the Possible”, should assail you with accusations of ‘fanaticism’, remember the words of John Jenkins, a son of whom Wales can justly be proud:
“I will say three things about fanaticism; firstly, that if it is true that a fanatic has the strength of ten men, it is necessary because the other nine men cannot be bothered. Secondly, it is not always true that a fanatic does not count the cost of action; I became a fanatic because I was not prepared to accept the result of inaction. Lastly, if Wales is to survive and her culture and heritage flourish, it will be done only by ferocious and unswerving devotion to Wales above all else. ‘All else” includes family, prospects, careers, health, freedom and life itself I believe, in fact I know, that Wales can inspire this sort of fanaticism, and that this fanaticism is the essential catalyst required to move the majority of the people.”
What Jenkins says of Wales is no less true of the other British nations and their cousins in Europe.
The path of the Political Soldier
“Thou must diligently make it thy aim, that in every place and in every action, or outward employment, thou be inwardly free and master of thyself and that all things be under thee and not thou under them.”
The Imitations of Christ
Thomas a Kempis
In Lausanne, Switzerland in 1965, Marcel de Corte made the following observation: “I often hear it said that means, taken as such, are neither good nor bad I confess that this assertion leaves me at a loss, for I ask myself where can we find means that are purely means, without being by the same token inert, unusable, non-existent, resembling perhaps some strange Heath Robinson gadget. A means can never be considered as such, except purely in the mind A means is always considered in relation to an end”
It is a frequent assertion of the modem age that “the end justifies the means “, and it is an assertion to which too many nationalists unthinkingly subscribe. As Marcel de Corte’s statement makes clear, Means and Ends are a unity, organically linked and mutually dependent in practical politics. For the patriot the ends that we strive for are complete
ly at variance with those of the Establishment, so naturally the means will be different too. Methods used by Reds or Big Business drones to install their regimes of terror cannot be legitimately used by nationalists without doing immense harm both to the activist and to his Cause, a point upon which Codreanu built his Movement.
Take for example the tactic of terrorism; - something that must be distinguished from mere political violence or assassination - this is utterly alien to nationalist tradition for its objective, theoretical and practical, is to instil fear into the population at large through the indiscriminate murder of ordinary folk by bullet and bomb. We reject this method for the good reason that we seek the support of the people in order to improve their lot, and this is hardly likely to be achieved through exterminating them! It is also an interesting fact that the ‘nationalist’ groups who use this approach - the IRA, the Stern and Irgun gangs, ETA, the reactionary military dictatorships of Latin America - are precisely the groups whose ‘nationalist’ credentials we find highly questionable.
If we proclaim that we love our People and Culture, what possible role in Nationalist politics can there be for methods that breed fear and hatred? If we proclaim that Absolute Truth is closest to our heart, how can we in our actions lie and cheat without distorting the very Truth we set out to defend and advance? Let no man say things will be different after the National Revolution, for the man who cannot uphold his principles when he is powerless and has nothing to lose is hardly likely to maintain them when he does obtain power and has everything to lose. Practice, so they say, makes perfect, and it is something we must bear in mind every day of our nationalist lives. The paths that our opponents took led them to the Slave States of the U.S.S.R. and the U.S.A. - we take a different path for we seek the National Revolutionary State.
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