Identity Dixie

What Our Enemies Value: Death and Birth of the ADL

April 26th is the anniversary of the death of little Mary Phagan. For those unaware, Phagan was a thirteen-year-old girl

I’m a fan of authentic black politicians because they conduct themselves with more self-esteem than their white colleagues. The spectacle

I was born in Dixie in the May of 1964, a two-light town in the red clay and tall pines

Today might be the most difficult, or the easiest, time to begin your journey to freedom. It’s difficult because it

There is a fairly popular series of memes that are shared among the Dissident Right often depicting some version of

Food defines a people. Italians are known for their delicious pasta dishes. The Germans have various pickled and smoked foods.

For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of

“Humanist” is a non-threatening word with unclear connotations. It’s exactly the sort of vocabulary used in the titles of organizations

I was reflecting on my college days recently and remembered a time I bought a game right before my exams

Watching Biden and Harris cheerfully heap derision on an innocent man who’ll spend the rest of his life in a