When I’m sitting at a conference table pretending to disburse my undivided attention beneath the indifferent glare of fluorescent lighting,

Southern Nationalism
When I’m sitting at a conference table pretending to disburse my undivided attention beneath the indifferent glare of fluorescent lighting,
How much worse will it get?
They Wildin
Come home, Southern man.
Change isn’t progress.
It’s cliché, but it’s 2019. Nothing has changed in 20 years, no real technological, philosophical, or societal advancements have been
We are coming to an end of the age of internal economic migrants in the Yankee Empire and forming into
As a foreword, this will be one of my more informal blogposts as opposed to my typical formal essay format.
I have, for as long as I have been interested in politics, been a man of the Right. I am
As globalist politicians open the floodgates on our once salvageable country, the First World will grow more and more to