The Young Fire-Eaters

As someone included in the Gen Z generation (those born between the mid-to-late 1990s to the early 2010s), I see my generation get a lot of heat. That heat is well deserved in many instances, but I would like to give an applause to those in my generation who have embraced the call of Southern Nationalism. Furthermore, it should be noted that this is a massive white pill for our collective movement. After all, as we get further into the 2020s, this generation will quickly mature during this increasingly turbulent period of American decline. And for better or worse, it’s us who will one day end up being the parents of tomorrow. 

For starters, let me provide a label to the young Southerners of today who, despite overwhelming pressure to sacrifice their Southern identity to hordes of gender confused freaks, have nonetheless stood strong in their Dixian culture. I believe the “Young Fire-Eaters” is the right description for them (myself included), as I observe this younger batch of Southern Nationalists to be more in line with those of the 1850s than our older compatriots. To begin, we have no good memories of the Empire, in a general sense. Unlike Generation X, who grew up in the age of the Fabulous Free Birds, Alabama, and a time where one could wear a Confederate t-shirt in public school, we’ve been bombarded with anti-Southern hate our whole lives. Many actually found our Southern identity during that hot summer of 2015, when all major institutions went on a purge of Dixie. Being pro-South then (and now) was the actual rebellious thing to do, considering the powers that be demanded an “end to the Confederate flag.” 

Unlike those a few years older than us, we also weren’t able to do activism or be involved with “boots on the ground” projects that the League took in the 2010s. I think that has shaped us into a more aggressive group of hot-heads, similar to the original Fire-Eaters who cheered for a chance to “whip the Yankees” in the aftermath of Lincoln’s election. It should be noted that the original Fire-Eaters were known for their relatively long hair, temper, and youthfulness, with many of them being professionals or working-class men from the Deep South. Many forget that those who rallied for secession the hardest were younger men who didn’t have the nostalgia for the Old Union that the older men had (of Marse Robert’s generation). Similarly, they grew up in the time of Bloody Kansas and increased political tension.

Once again, I, as well as my social circle, have almost no fond memories of the “Old US of A” – the country that Boomers, Gen X, and older Millennials grew up in. By the time most of us were even old enough to understand, or even care for politics, it was the era of Trump, and we know how that triggered the nationwide political turmoil into overdrive. Our first political memories were the brawls between Trump supporters and gangs of antifa. What was surprising to other generations (recurring political brawls in the streets) was the established norm to us. The Young Fire-Eaters have mostly seen the American Empire in its ugly decline (we even missed the 9/11 kumbaya that brought many Southerners into a patriotic hysteria). My point is, we aren’t hampered by the nostalgia of “God Bless ‘Murica.” The status quo for “Americanism” is to be politically correct, pro-homosexual, and anti-White/Southern. To be a genuine rebel, you have to buck this degeneracy. Indeed, one commonality I’ve observed from my fellow Young Fire-Eaters is a history of school scuffles, not over girls or sports but over politics. This is because, unlike the 1980s and 1990s, we’ve witnessed the entire social fabric of the American Empire collapse. Can you imagine going back to any 1980s or 1990s high school and telling people you believe (and “muh science” agrees) that a man in a dress is actually a woman? You’d been laughed at and called a fag, as it should be. 

In short, we don’t believe in “America.” And, we desire to see something new, not just a return to Reagan’s America, which we’ve never experienced. Take for instance how many of the Young Fire-Eaters, largely being Civil War buffs, desired to visit the great, now sadly destroyed, Monument Avenue of Richmond, along with the other monuments to the Confederacy around the South. Due to the destruction of those monuments, which was largely kicked off in 2015 and is still ongoing, we will never get that experience. That’s something which seriously enrages us, especially when there wasn’t a practical reason for the Left, who love to claim they’re all about “unity” and coming together, to remove those monuments other than to humiliate and hurt Southerners. They removed that experience of viewing the grand monuments of the South, like Lee’s former monument in Charlottesville, Virginia, from future generations of Southerners.

The Thermidorian Reaction of this will be a generation of Southerners who would like nothing more than to watch this spiteful empire and its wicked institutions burn to the ground. As the dollar continues to fall and the decrepit, but nonetheless arrogant, American Empire eyes up a fight with China and/or Russia, we may get our wish sooner rather than later.

Deo Vindice!

-By Dixie Anon