For all that we on the Right talk about the idea of the Nation and emphasize the differences between them, we do very little asking of what I have always considered the most important question – why? Sure, we go into the formation and history of our own and other nations all the time, and many of us came to nationalism from a historical perspective. Still, you almost never hear anybody ask “What is the purpose of this nation existing? What is its goal in the greater cosmic order of the universe?” For some, notably more modern examples, the answer is nothing.
If someone asked me five years ago if trannies and drag queens would be explaining the virtues of cross dressing and anal play to a bunch of children, I would have laughed my ass off and continued sipping my beer. Unfortunately, we live in that world today. And, it’s only getting stranger and more degraded with each passing year. What can come next? A member of the Alt-Right once said the end result of progressiveness is actual cannibalism. A normal person would argue that’s hyperbole, but I’m not so sure about that these days. What springs up to combat this degenerate decline into hedonism and debauchery though? Fascists, evidently. At least, that’s the title thrown at me for disagreeing with our societal deterioration anyway.
Folks often wish aloud that they could know what the future holds. I, of anyone, can appreciate the characteristic uncertainty of such a truly unknown quantity, but as I look back upon the days of my childhood, I can see in hindsight that I at least could have been certain of one thing about my own future: that my life would be an unconventional one. Why is that, you ask? Well, while most kids grew up watching Disney movies, I grew up watching documentaries about Waco, Ruby Ridge, America’s first padlocked church, and things of the like.
For their confederal government, the Founders recreated the “First” British Empire on this side of the Atlantic, but they used the Roman Republican model to replace the nobility. The lack of nobility is the most radical part of their experiment. Everything else they did was simply to conserve the rights of Englishmen as they existed in the 17th century England.
I got to make a trip back into occupied territory this weekend for my great grandmother’s ninetieth birthday. I saw my two nieces and loads of family and while that was an amazing trip, I have something to tell you. Interstates are fucking terrible and are a cancer.