Some Musings on Urbanites

Other than in the geographical sense of the word, someone who dwells in a city is not necessarily an “urbanite,” just as someone who lives rurally is not automatically one of us. Being an urbanite is more of a spiritual malaise than anything. An urbanite is a white person who has so internalized urban Jewish values that they are, for all intents and purposes, Jewish in everything but genetic makeup. Spengler wrote of these cosmopolitan, urban values overcoming rural values nearly 100 years ago. Taking a brief look at the physical ugliness of the sprawl that is America, I’d say it’s pretty safe to say that he called it.

There are many words and phrases that could sum up the “spirit” of urbanites: rootless, nihilistic, economically driven, utilitarian, non-producer, comfort as the highest good, et. al. The urbanites, when viewed as people of European descent, are above all traitors. One who is aware of the realities of race and genetics could readily expect groups such as Jews, blacks, and Hispanics to work for their own interests. What is so horribly jarring is that much of the white population would love nothing more than to import as many third worlders as possible, all for the sake of feeling warm and fuzzy inside, or for economic gain: “They’re willing to do the jobs that Americans don’t want to do, goy.”

One striking example of the end-state of the urbanite is the so called “hipsters.” These untermensch move soullessly along from one fad to the next, whether that be riding refurbished, Victorian-era bicycles or trying to replicate a shamanic Ayahuasca ritual in their parents’ basement while arguing about the complexity of gender pronouns. Another example is the career businessman or woman who would sell their own mother (or their nation) to a gang of Somalis for slightly higher profit margins. Both of these varieties of urbanite have some things in common: a penchant for leftist politics, self-gratification and comfort as the highest values, the capacity to dictate the nations’ social and political policies from their strongholds on the East and West coasts, and absolute disdain for ruralites, the working class, and Southerners.

Speaking of dictating the nation’s social and political policies, take a look at this election map if you haven’t. It is something that we all know, but it bears repeating all the same. Imagine sizable portions of the East and West coasts were to suddenly flake off into the ocean tomorrow. America would suddenly become much more open to nationalism. When all that is left is the heartland- outside of the black belt and some problem areas that are infested with nonwhites and urbanites- America is a firmly red country. Outside of political machinations, where urbanite influence has really hit everyday, hard-working Americans the hardest is our culture.

Urbanite culture has infected everything, from the movies that we watch to our traditional religions to our once prestigious universities. No more can we hope to have masculine heroes, such as John Wayne, in film. An urbanite hero would be a black, transgendered, quadriplegic amputee. Christianity is no longer a fighting religion, but it is “all about love.” Especially if love means letting a tsunami of military aged male third worlders into your nation. Gone are the local mom and pop stores; Walmart can supply all the frozen TV dinners you need for cheaper prices. That area that used to be farmland when you were a kid? Well, it is a lot more useful as suburbs for urbanites who decided that they needed to take a break from the diversity which they voted for. All of this is to say that it does not matter that you move as far away from these people as you can- the combined urbanite and Jewish policies will eventually find you. There is no cohabiting the same land as these people. The only options are separation or war.

To end on a more positive note: funnily enough, culturally sensitive cosmopolitans and urbanites don’t really produce anything of value themselves. Flat tire? Better call AAA. Drain is clogged? Better call the plummer. This is to say that urbanites rely on working men to do things like grow their food for them and make sure they have clean, running water. Also funnily enough, urbanites, in reaching their Nirvana of atheism, frappés and sodomy, tend to not have too many kids. This means that one way or another, they will not be around forever. Arguments could be made for expediting that process.

In the meantime, some suggestions for executing a form of peaceful revolution would be to have a large family, homeschool, cut the cable, maintain your geographical and ancestral roots, be consistent with your principles by both your deeds and your wallet, and network with like-minded individuals. We must rebuild our own organic communities and culture, as free as possible from traitorous, urbanite/Jewish influence.

The first and fiercest punishment ought to fall first on the traitor, second on the enemy. If I had but one bullet and I were faced by both an enemy and a traitor, I would let the traitor have it. – Corneliu Zelea Codreanu

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